City of liars and lovers Dancing with the devil and sometimes I think I met him I’m chasing witches with cards in the street Many missing characters I hope they find their place In this history I think I’m the clown or the rabbit The circle of samsara looks very clear, some structures are repeated much more often Or is it my perspective? Traveling through night and time I’m letting it all go Talking ‘bout the real things I don’t wanna talk about your feelings Can we just live at the moment? Because all those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain