Like Yugoslavian drama
Life sometimes is
A little nakedness
A slap and a kiss
The cold humidity of autumn leaves
Like a hidden flower in between
Sometimes you come to me
I could build constructions
Of neat things to say
You know my images
Are never easily explained
But being inside with you when it rains
All these and fragments and details
Leading me to you
Making me hear hope as a tune
Listen
The indecisive are tread upon
They're decieved by their gods
And then they're punished by their loved ones
A breathtaking rumor of modern love
Keeps us nailed
Puts our feelings on hold
Yes I know
Life sometimes is
A little nakedness
A slap and a kiss
The cold humidity of autumn leaves
Like a hidden flower in between
Sometimes you come to me
I could build constructions
Of neat things to say
You know my images
Are never easily explained
But being inside with you when it rains
All these and fragments and details
Leading me to you
Making me hear hope as a tune
Listen
The indecisive are tread upon
They're decieved by their gods
And then they're punished by their loved ones
A breathtaking rumor of modern love
Keeps us nailed
Puts our feelings on hold
Yes I know
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