torsdag 16 april 2009

Those mirrors around my shell, around my sheel

I fight

I go black, I go white

I go back to a place

where the city is calm

Into the light then I return,

broken again, a fist in my face


Oh chaos, my sweet chaos..


I'm driftin' around,

seeking daylight

as I'm stumblin'

here again

I'm searchin' for

peace of mind

but I'm driftin' around

in chaos


Those pieces inside my shell, inside my sheel

I fall

Stayin' here, stayin' here with me

Into the light

to kiss these skies,

to run, to hide and to steal my roads


Oh chaos, my sweet chaos..

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