You look at me,
And quiet accuses with questions
While I don't have answers for
In your lives,
Some days are simply terrible
Sucking our good things
And I can't see those good things aryone
My amusement are the stop trees
I do this for long hours
Observing the world outside
Protected by my imaginary shield
So many people by my window
Neurosis in their lives
Did you live the nigth of yesterday?
Can you see the flame of the candlestick?
In your lives, some days are...