I heard a sound
Of flowers and metal
The leaves burst into flames
And the plane fell down

It's not a normal crush
It's a meeting of 2 elements
They make you aware
They make you reveal
They make you know
That there's another level
A new color

The fire that burns
Can't help you now
The bullet in the gun
Will make you feel worse
The newspaper is telling about losses
No one wins

I am to you
But you are not
I just am
When I do
When you don't
When do you do?

You are a magnet
But you need a stick
I don't understand
As red seems orange on red
And blond is yellow on black
The blood is on the garage
But the shot is 1 above.

I am the wood in the pencil
The points in the line
The hope of Antigone
I am lost.
Help me
Be my map

Too bad you are asleep.
Sleep well
Sweet dreams