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