Almost violent.

Take your place behind the wheel

You’re in command, take me where you want to

I’m a passenger waiting for departure

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Trains.

 

Train set and match spied under the blind

Shiny and contoured the railway winds
And I’ve heard the sound from my cousin’s bed
The hiss of the train at the railway head

A 60 ton angel falls to the earth
A pile of old metal, a radiant blur
Scars in the country, the summer and her

Always the summers are slipping away
Find me a way for making it stay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Trees in winter.

Here we stand, stand here like trees in winter
Hurt each other with words, with words of splinters
All our dreams will melt like the snow
Unknown, unfelt by the herd below

But they say that love will come one day
But I think we might see idiots are easily deceived

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Specjalne i serdeczne podziękowania dla A., bez którego sesja nie odbyłaby się i nie miała takiego kształtu.

Peggy.

 

 

Lekcja biologii.