When I wake up in the morning
It feels like falling off a tree.
My body doesn’t hurt much,
But my head fell far away from me.
Where have you gone now?
Every door is locked but one.
In there the best friend of my dreams
is screaming in his sleep!
He knows where I am, he knows how
I ended up here! Get out!
Get out, now!
Get out! Get out now!
What will be left of me when I’m dead?
‘Cause it waits, still, it can’t stop existing
It doesn’t become something else.
There’s another secret closet,
there’s a girl who’s flinging her hands in the air.
“Where is the bird? It wants to get out,
But nobody can see it! Help it! Nobody can see it”
Nobody can see: fantasy is ash.
(Everything more or less)
Everything more or less
(Now or then)
Now or then becomes fantasy
credits
from 12|21,
released January 1, 2016
Many thanks to Francesco Fugazza for mastering.
Recorded, played, written, produced and mixed by Red Moth.
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