It's like shouting in to the wind, i call and call for you.
Forever silence.
Infinite.
Last night i dreamed about love.
I dreamed with this beautiful Hollywood actor.
We were in love with each other.
It was glowing snow.
Today i had to take my lover to the doctor, he was sick cause he needed the drug.
South American hospital.
An avalanche of miseries.
Pounding i felt my hands for more.
I've always belived in rainbows and tales, my stupid nature.
So i stood there in my red shirt and i promesed i'll never come back.
And i shut my eyes cause if i do it i still can picture my Hollywood actor.
A tall man, kissing me.
Two tired bronw eyes looking at my face.
The lies you say to go on.
Wake up, this city, wake up you lonesome soldier.
I drag a South american hospital on my shoes.
Race horses, running with total splendor.
Even just for a second, everything is worth it.
I'm so away from me.
But hey, John....remeber we will always have Paris.
11-18-01
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