Tempora Tomorrow Tomorrow is my day of so… Tonight Tonight, is the evening o… Today Today Im gonna stay and dream of blurred blue Yesterda…

Far distant ride for some well-ear… my father is watching with his len… I smell it has begun, my holy nigh… 3 hours of pressure and sardine da… One-day-sickness, then Im resusci…

A moonage break I had not left any time Scripta minora, toll mistake I now owe them a lie and a crime A mare of burstin the corner

1. Kafkaesk Wrath A dozen millisecond dreams on a shabby, dirty train ride more comfortable as it seems, I drink my way to the jazz tide

Strong like a bear no, not really a story worth to te… read my mind and swear this was a date like a farewell Citation marks– Beware Kitsch

Answer empty phone calls and another demand of flowers A seven week anticipation but never more than eleven hours of incentive abstinence

Yesterday today was tomorrow impressions of primitive rocks I shovel cults while I borrow thirteen coins of anti mocks Tune in for the moment of joy

Here I am now in a busy city smoke and listen to songs soaked o… This place is my place to be, Im… Ive seen enough of the chaos and d… Pieces of my heart are scattered o…

Who are you to wave your finger Who are you to judge a singer? Press my button and Im goin down turn out the light not to see my f… Overflowed by a wall of soundtrack…

Thirsty, I am, stoned, lying in b… writing down on dirty sheets flick… Cold now I feel, in this full moo… for my heart did steal a moment of… A light I can see between my thou…

Brightest Future comes to fade, ninety nightmares now are left, cant retain my adaptation shade, an apparition derived but deft. Have you tasted life, like me?

My sickening stomach is prone to t… my mouth spills nothing but all my… My bodys a wreck, and where is my… Look into cats eyes, but still I… Lepers like me dont deserve any sy…

Thoughts intermingle while my itch… you should have seen me in my swea… hours of noise now seem to make se… ive never felt anything so intense little means nothing, or does it m…

Explosions in the sky swallowed by the elements the ones who questioned why are now Gods instruments Now stop the metronome

Stars in ecliptic position he stole one for me and you its mundane sequel I envision Triangle love– intrigues accrue Cause moles will never see the lig…