Aniseed
Half-awake
Open inside
Beat and clench
Playfully
Serious sounds
Burn in ears
Deafening screams
Push us away
Even though, you are here
You're not here enough
You're not near enough
Differently me
The same old you
Has been on
Walks with a leash
Chained to the streets
I'll pierce into stone
And out shines love
Out of the blue
Even though, you're made of gold
I am petrified
I am petrified
Even though, you're made of gold
I am petrified
I am petrified
Writer/s: Filip Oscar
