where is no me or you or us,
just the ocean.
Now that the silent made us happy,
Now that I can't write anymore because I am happy,
Now that this island made me cry,
Now that you are so far away,
so far away that I am becoming friends even with some U.S.A rockets.
Sorry could I put us in fire?
I would like to fly,
with no gravity,
as dust,
with you until the moon.
From here I can see well the moon,
I have already choose the place where we could sleep,
and smoking our cigarettes, but keep saying that is unhealthy.
And we are going to see the bottom of the world because we like to be upside down,
because we don't belong here,
because the drug is not anymore good for us.
Please, could pass here, and let your hands on my chest 'cause I forgot how to breath,
I am gonna show you how the plants don't care about us even if we are vegetarian.
Please, could send me your lips, 'cause I forgot how to smile,
I am gonna show how the ocean doesn't care about the european bank.
I don't have any plane besides a small pocket of cigarettes,
a used ticket of a new metro,
and the wish to not forget how to stand up.
Wait me there where days have no end,
while here I am trying to find the moon again.
