Lost in reality, wondering which is sky, which is water
like canaries caged, they swallowed us up boring weeks. Disappeared behind bars and shivers, and love turned into humility. It's Samum ruthlessly cynical. Raised between us huge dunes. MasUbori in trance and indifference turned the flowers into wild weeds. We searched gap for your dreams and the wounds they sprouted bloodlessly... And they went crazy from a call to love our bed fell asleep in silence.
