Smoke clouds rise and in their eyes
the fruitless mists disappear
Lost rhythm verse – disenchanted?
Worse.
Climb the wires and disappear
Close your mind so I can find
the exact point where you disappear
Smoke clouds rise and in their eyes
the fruitless mists disappear
Lost rhythm verse – disenchanted?
Worse.
Climb the wires and disappear
Close your mind so I can find
the exact point where you disappear