A small cloud has fallen The white mist hit the ground My lungs comfort me
with joy Vegging on one detail The rest just crowds around My eyes itch of burning red
Picture sounds... ...of moving insects so surreal Lay around... ...
looks like I found something new
Laying in my bed I think I'm in left field I picture someone, I think it's you
You're standing so damn close My body begins to swell Why does 1+1 make 2?