I am dark
but have faith in me
when my mind speaks all the tales
of what goes on within the walls of berlin
inside of me
and I hide in domestic places
cluttered by people and music
I loose myself
I find myself when I'm alone
with your voice playing in the air
around me
and then touching me
swimming on the floor
my back is rubbing against the rough
carpet
and it feels so good
when Im entangled in my own arms
why do you come to me sometimes
other mind of mine
and tempt to your fellow play things
when I do so well
on my own without you