Could you imagine?
a world looking out, looking for me, for us, for sounds
a nice smile, pretty, tiny, little blue eyes but
Are they tho?
They could be green under the night sky,
gray under the city's artificial lights
but if you look at me just right…
You´ll see nothing, nothing at all
cause it's devoid,
devote to all
the unconscious, soulless, mechanic need to call
Cand oh when you do get in touch
a high able to bring back the natural blush
and now it´s absolute pitch flack all along
Now the least devoid, cause green, gray, yellow, red
and absolutely everything else
dances, hands tied in batches.
A tune that keeps me in loop
every ring becomes a bouncing hoop
and do ask me who
Cause I sense the monsters crawling
and I can answer to the bawling
So if you could all see this
Precious jade I´m holding
You´d see why I´m KNOCKING.