There at the borders.
Cold and rigid guardians dressed of no life.

We run and run in circles
till the world stops spinning round.
(run in circles, and the world
as we know it, spins in silence)
Till remaining breathless, panting,
overwhelmed by laughter.

Starry skies of stains.
Ultimately sorry.
Uneducated random strokes of pain.
It's a chain going backwards through the veins.
Must sew up this wound and run away.

I can feel their strength
through crooked-lightning desert pathways.

Run and run and run the pathways
branching off through time.
Two lone-wolves shared
the utmost silence of the time.
(run, run the pathways as you share
the uttermost of silence)

Trieste Italiana -- Trieste Italiana


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