No,



not there and not hidden,
Fox
take your responsibilities
I can see you
I do, scatter you
It is not the road to be taken, don’t speak, don’t think
And cover your mouth, but show your eyes
I have to see where your’ looking at
Go on TV the
boredom is there to listen to you
How many
we have lost, won, received share, to take
Show you on the web
How many evictions this year ?

How many flights ?

How many expulsion today ?
How many expulsions this year?

White, salt, pearle fall
Fall on the ground,
And disapear

The day goes, slow down
Where do we go from here ?

Hold me and tell me,
Why on the ground, and here ?

All your fingers inside,
As time goes by
As a little wave on my back
The reasons change as clouds

Pass all the day so slowly,

Hold me and tell me why i go away and far

And when the wind gets up, i’m never sure,
To walk, on the good side.