Your life is like a lust?
You know the meanings of "want" and "must".
You follow your goast dream?
She's like a foolish pantomim.
All night looking for someone to call,
To breake unreal smoky wall.
The rain behind your wooden door
Whispers...Makes you sleep no more...
Skratching of cats in your mad head,
The world is sleeping like a dead.
And you're looking for youself
In the best books on your bookshelf.
