To those who hate Have cried for noone You can...
Under the strain Something`s got to break I don`t think...
Lines and lines Of the spines, coloured everyone, aooo Down...
The wind has gone The invisible come Your memories are...
You can see in miniature Everything is so small Close...
I hope that you kept the note That i left...
Attention senses Sorrow's song Forboding phrases Notes lie long Frame...
As we know, things aren`t grow What`s next is close...
If you think nothing is yours If I think everything...
Listen - word one To - word two Let be...