what is ... control ?
what''s the point of it when it''s all writen in the eyes
a wave of the hand passing through thick air
when your body''s ...
awake or asleep
sharing space
reality mixed between my dreams
whitout my vision world''s still existing
expresions tell all ... a blindman with face of stone and a heart of gold
no point in questioning the fate within time it comes all
it''s just so sweet