Dec 2012
a bubble of sound
in the vacuum of space.
man and moon
don't know my name.
a blue wall is all,
‘cause i hide in my place.
I can feel it (the mask)
as it melts from my face.
in the vacuum of space.
man and moon
don't know my name.
a blue wall is all,
‘cause i hide in my place.
I can feel it (the mask)
as it melts from my face.
and if my drift wasn't caught,
this still wasn't a waste.
this still wasn't a waste.
