I can give my heart to anyone.
But, I want it for you.
Thoughts longing for your thoughts,
like my lips for your lips.

But, you won't come near,
It doesn't even need a dare.

You made your mind about who I am,
I am not here to change that.

I'll throw you my heart,
but it'll be returned
through an empty hat.

I have enough *****
to deal with it.
But, at this moment,
It hurts like hell...

Late night in Collaqui
Everyone decided to sleep.
The dogs still shout
What, I must guess,
is for more.

One more
One more song
One more thought
One more conversation

Only to be left with
the Morning.

You know the uncertain, uneasiness of waking up?
That's how the universe started.
Waking up to a, "*******."
How will it end?
"**** it."

On the south pacific
Only a beer, not even a chair
Not even a face to stare
Forever lost to
Emptiness shouting
Across the desert of loneliness

Here on the south pacific
On the line between North and South
Is where I will find
Myself
Lone and lost

Goodbye goodbye
You soulless sky
Not a soul for nostalgia

Would have liked a drink
With ya.