we were sitting by the fireside
big nice man chop a rope like a monkey
suddenly it started rain & we left alone
we sat against the wall
i told u look it's like holland
we hugged & i must say -
i'm influenced by nostalgy

sitting by the jungle
where we walked in trees & moon
where r my minds
wake up it's a dream -
she shout.

few more words 2 recapitulate the feeling of a broken
instrument
the god with the harp or the genius with the harpsichord
dream on in a piano 2 our modern society
but don't 4get 2 serial any once in a while as a free

many pepole many images
music & film & atmosphere
at most fear