with spring juice running through my veins I jump red lights

wind rushes over my lips

I pass churches with empty altars

deserted parks

the white noises of the morning

a half  loaded gun in

a tired of waiting hand

the city is agitated like a dog tied

outside a corner shop

and I drive through its roads

with no name

filling my lungs with colours

I once saw in a love movie

smiling in my day dreams with you

crossing through fields of panic

through all the signs pointing

towards nothing

and everything