May to clarity ... Tell my face with my skin Tell the cream pillow with pupils Tell my head from my head Tell my sad core Tell me with my tongue reflect my face Tell the glass of semester I go from May to Craudi Migration instead of Drawing, I miss you Design a city, expand to your arms go to your long sleep go with cosmic mind Just go to the coral plain I am a simple cave To make a softener Make a soft bed to assume you beside me
