Walls

Fabby

Compositor: Fabby

Acrylic walls separating us
Blue eyes, enigmatic
I recognize you in any
In any life, in anybody
You run away from your past
But the end is the beginning
Fear of breaking free
Let's meet again
In a dirty punk alley
Retrograde futuristic
Or in a friendly room
Maybe in England
Or in a sword-play
A sentence can destroy, can destroy

I know the power of the matrix
Dirty and disloyal play
Always manipulating
I wonder if no one
Can suffer as much as I do?
My friendship was sincere
My love was too
Please don't open the suitcase, don't open the suitcase
Please, injected past
Please, please don't open the suitcase Grace, don't open it
Injected past
Acrylic walls
To separate us