Para A.C.
Pale blue Skin
Sweet spectator of my dreams
feeding the eternal myths
Hear my train becouse is coming to you
Sad red eyes
owning her anonymous mouth
Seeing trought the ancient walls
hear this train coming to you
Seeking nightmares on a trial
i`ll be hoping waking up
on this restles plastic world
Hear this train 'couse is comming to you
The awareness of the noon
Locking shadows on a spoon
This train have come for you.-
