Album: other songsFarewelli´ll go by
and i will never smell the nights
they´ll seem to me
like lustreless pebbles
hitting the ocean-floor
in slow-motion
with this sound vanishing in my head
i´ll go by
and you will hold my hand stronger
and i´ll sense your hand going lighter
you´ll become low-tide
on the beach of death
while i´ll overflow it