Where will i find you that time?
The filter of comfort seems to have taken its toll on me – I have taken as much as I can handle – from time to time, I’ll back track a couple of times until you’ve made it clear .
The psyco semantics that somehow dictate your responces to me, have you been alive lately?
I’ve lived for now what seems a life too short on the long stick – have you seen greece?
Perhaps I will.
When will you break the firewall that blocks the essential incomming traffic that defines you ?
That may well be -but have you taken all the factors into consideration ?
Their is a time to be serious and their is a time to be funny when walking the same road – i know you’ve seen me there, i walked past in stationary movment again – i suppose i wont know until it ends – have you taken the time to see where you’ve become, what the outcome?
But in the end, it doesn’t even matter – really it doesn’t.
I don’t know why but its time to define that which you think shouldn’t.SAid this its time to leave – can i sleep a everlasting dream again ? Can you take me with you, as you walk throughout the city, take me in your hand bag, I’ll watch your cosmmopolitan ways as you stride from step to step…i wonder if i’ll fit after all this time- I think I have grown, my mind has fond reason to calulcate things – but i fear its too late to go back.
I wonder how it is in carolina, I wonder how its changed – does it remember me ? Somehow I think that the marks that i left will never heal – neither will it on me.
I died once in carolina’s arms and twice out of them – God, I’m sorry.
If I could go back and change things, I’d change them all over again.
Oppertunity hands me gifts again, i wonder howcome he favours me.