lovely feel you have to this...vocals fit the track perfectly

See my reflection in the deep black water
Waiting to capture my thoughts in a cage
Cold streets are paved with infinite sadness
And all I see are swans leaving the place

The sound in my head is The Flowers of Evil
A selection of songs for nostalgic days
Walking alone is a blissful experience
I don't need anyone to tell me I'm wrong.

Playing our roles in a never ending script,
Laughing and crying and seeking for happiness,
A possibility born out of our consciousness
But hold on, it's an illusion.
We make the big mistake of thinking that there's enough time for everything
When in fact, there's none.

And I look back at all these people 
Drowning in their own futile existence without even knowing how insignificant it is
Nothing but particles of dust
I wish it was stardust, but it's no more than galactic trash.

See my reflection in the deep black water

I don't need anyone to tell me I'm wrong

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Time (with The Eyes of Heisenberg)

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Existentialist songwriter// Experimental musician// Visual artist ⚡


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