In times of need, the body cannot think "straight". Rather, it simply seeks a short path; shortcut, one that eases up the road, one that lessens up tension, pain, and confusion.
A she cannot be found, a she can be too many things, a total stranger or a dream being anticipated to come, you would know her, she was always there in your mind, playing with you when everybody sleeps, biting your ears and injecting drugs into your system, making you dizzy. So dizzy.
Waiting for her, but there is no she in the first place; years pass, and as the lack of sun persists, you seek another star.
A he? how crazy, mad. Pure insanity.
As warm as it can be, as smooth as that touch can turn out to be, maybe that's the new star? Replacing the she, residing in your mind.
You know him. He is just like you. From top to bottom. It's not enough. So you keep waiting her.
He, with a mystery that he dwells within, gets close to you.
Turning a little by little, into she. A headache hits you, because you see yourself and her, in what used to be him, he isn't he anymore, the heshe was born, with a philosophy that romantically breeds.
It's not just erotic. It's insane.
But you still can't forget the original she.
The first dream.
A she cannot be found, a she can be too many things, a total stranger or a dream being anticipated to come, you would know her, she was always there in your mind, playing with you when everybody sleeps, biting your ears and injecting drugs into your system, making you dizzy. So dizzy.
Waiting for her, but there is no she in the first place; years pass, and as the lack of sun persists, you seek another star.
A he? how crazy, mad. Pure insanity.
As warm as it can be, as smooth as that touch can turn out to be, maybe that's the new star? Replacing the she, residing in your mind.
You know him. He is just like you. From top to bottom. It's not enough. So you keep waiting her.
He, with a mystery that he dwells within, gets close to you.
Turning a little by little, into she. A headache hits you, because you see yourself and her, in what used to be him, he isn't he anymore, the heshe was born, with a philosophy that romantically breeds.
It's not just erotic. It's insane.
But you still can't forget the original she.
The first dream.
