Tekst:
Ari

the chemistry of your interior bio of your exterior baby I can't define it so I call it weird science you're my perfect creation built just for my stimulation

I?m sifting through pictures revealing your past life and the further back in time I see I am reminded of my insignificance I?m a new friend a new man

In the town of the street where I keep a parking place for me to sleep I wake up look around Something?s changed and something?s frayed the city sound

The pillow loses volume below you I move to give it life The blanket has now fallen all on you The breeze gives my mind sight I could rest here always

In the very beginning I fell For so long I?d been waiting for one bell But a sleigh ride came through on the back there was you tugging the horses to

So much is in the center of a kiss It doesn?t matter whether it exists An optimistic wish is the sentimental basis of the kiss A piece of a sentimental

it obvious this ma'am isn't merely a queen This clearly, this gift is Miri, Lord of the Strings J. Ivy (Lord of the Strings) Miri Ben-Ari (Lord, Lord

My mother once told me The thicker your skin The better off you'll be when this world brings you down Well it's trying to control me And leave me without

Why must it always be stop and go? Where in this life can I find constant flow? Inconsistency on a larger scale Impersistence forcing me to bail out Look