There are secret places...

where am I today? It's cold.

She says that now she crawls

after all in this place she's all

I just fear...

every flower is growing around me

I cannot slip inside and go on

Intergalactic flowers

I fall asleep

I don't mind whatever seems to call me from the cold

My dear

you're in time for this evening

to cr..cr..cross the light

so come cross the light

so come cross the light

to come across

Inside he glows

he never met you

what you say it is what you skip inside

enslave and spin me

your independence is what you step out of style

every day

every word you say it is what you leaving rough

and tell me your independence is what you are leaving right

call me intergalactic...

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