I wake up with empty hands.
Swinging from a pendulum,
I slide into an empty hole.
Breath again. Deeply. But I can’t.
You stole my breathing air.
I slip into monochrome dreams
Where only you can find me.
I wake up with empty hands.
Swinging from a pendulum,
I slide into an empty hole.
Breath again. Deeply. But I can’t.
You stole my breathing air.
I slip into monochrome dreams
Where only you can find me.