I've been since long ago,
in this state of unconsciousness
I can barely remember why I'm writting,
I only know, I'll be waiting forever
For us to be one to each other,
crying, drunk along this red beach
waiting for the sun to shine again.
At first glance,
all seemed so awkwardly perfect,
so beautiful, so amazing
I was wondering ..why?
I wonder if clouds can be smoked,
what is that smell?
smells like shit ..you know?
smells like a fairy tale that won't ever happen.
However...Once again I'm wrong,
this awkward perfect thing is called love,
I wonder if I can find it in you,
I WAS JUST WONDERING