A small cloud has fallen The white mist hit the ground My lungs comfort me

with joy Vegging on one detail The rest just crowds around My eyes itch of burning red

Picture sounds... ...of moving insects so surreal Lay around... ...

looks like I found something new

Laying in my bed I think I'm in left field I picture someone, I think it's you

You're standing so damn close My body begins to swell Why does 1+1 make 2?