Afternoon conversation
Coffee black, a cigarette I smoke
We talk the day away
And a light like a silhouette
Smoke that dance to irritate my eyes
So I laugh and say: “is this not a perfect day?”

We could be lovers, you and I

Go my girl and realize
Nothing is as real as what we have right here
This is the fantasy of yours, come true

Room so still, am I yours at will?
And you say: “it’s late, I have to go”
Why is it always so? (don’t go)
Bride and groom we became too soon
I felt sane enough to try it out
But I am a lonely sprout
In a pot where I can’t grow

Lyrics submitted by Aniland

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