Dragonflies and the agonizing blast from a gun.
Under a magnifying glass in the sun.
You ran fast and you won. It takes time to heal a wing.
A hundred year old photograph doesn't feel a thing.
Tracked courses. The parable lacked sources.
Unbearable first memories of terrible

Left to our own devices, preciseness,
We've made something indestructible and priceless.
Lightning is the fury. Thunder the obsession.
Hours in between and I'm under the impression.
When I heard your music I tried to dance and fell.
Advancing well, but I don't have a chance i

There's a baby girl on the way. blow your horn.
Know your warning. and last night becomes tomorrow morning.
She'll know everything there is to know at first.
And that's why she'll cry sometimes and show it hurts.
The pain is far away and finally it'll worsen.
Then big, round

Pouring rain. roaring pain.
Girl meets boy meets holy ghost.
Solitary. lonely most.
Spend the night. hold me close.

Take my pulse. swing your hips.
Written on the singer's lips.
Heaven's breeze. the seven seas.
Hidden places. fingertips.
The body breaks. seeds a

Night driving. faced my wheel.
Both of my legs replaced by steel.
Lights in my eyes. rear-view rosary.
Woke up this morning with your blood all over me.
My finger drew a deep red line.
Shout. living without dead time.

Scared, yes. that would be a fair guess.
A new y

Steady. unbreakable. consistent. fast.
Dirt. everything begins in the distant past.
The sun rose. a clock started counting. a noise came.
I got a crush on a girl with a boy's name...

Starting with nothing and building a tragic notion
With sparks, a hammer and nails, a magic

Without everything else. heavily and only-less.
Late at night in a city known for loneliness.
The words written are up for interpretation.
The ring on your finger cut off your circulation.
Working your patience, also nobody else's.
So bloody. mark and trust your dark impulses

Whispering ghosts. seduction unlikely.
Just out of reach. the abduction of psyche.
The small violences...
The emptiness of chairs and freezing cold silences.
Words that could ruin me. sharp knives and peeling paint.
Wanting to be deep inside you and feeling faint.
It's ha