52 Hertz - "Every Bruise Is A Hickey From The Universe." | Текст песни

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• "Every Bruise Is A Hickey From The Universe."

I'm not able to define the setting in which we're in but on the other hand time and place aren't relevant. What counts is you and me - holding hands, strolling through my cloudland, always having in mind that this could expire apruptly. Because the event of waking up will occur sooner or later. Anyway I focus my mind on your company and I attempt to max it out.

My alarm clock joltes me out of my dreams pitching me back into everyday lifes depression. Where the settings are important again and where I am no longer able to hold your hand.

So I get through my day trying not to think of what could have been and what we would do and experience nowadays. Almost everything I'm looking forward to, are the nights in which I'm able to pass away hoping to re-enter my cloudland and to slip into a fool's paradise.