Without anythin' on the black n' white.
That moment you realize,
What you've been missing all this time.
No blade could cut the trust rope,
Just hope for the best,
And squeeze it until it lasts.
Rythm and changes keep buzzing the ears,
A dark room slowly turns down,
Full of fears.
And by the window of inocence,
Visceral joy arrives through the light,
I now kiss the heaven with total delight.
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