Before the dawn, entrapped by the darkness, illuminating tightly closed eyes
Gently caressing time’s tyranny, such barrenly cold warmth
everyday I care
everyday I fail
everyday that moment is over
everyday you track
everyday you sense
when you wake up this morning
you will see I had a strange dream really
(when you wake up this morning
you will see I have been strange
you will see I have been strange already)

As if after we recall, when we are fast asleep
As if after we forget, in a picture frame we’re still holding hands

I have already forgotten summer
The free time, already turned into black and white photos, bumming around
My hand, your head, a blooming foreign flower
Splattering full day’s decline