I kill a killer with the cellophane

I free my fears with naked melodies

I try to choose my friends and enemies and

I choose to use my waekness as energy


now I'm here I need your face to

now I'm here I need your face to

now I'm here I need your face to

now I'm here I need your face to see


I give my travels to this symphony

I dry my tears in lovely salty seas

I teel you silences and souvenirs

I kiss your lips and then we disappear

like two gondoliers


I'm not breathing

is there a meaning?

I love you darling

a siamese dream