The Sliver

These dreams are lucid baby
They hurt in every joint and bone
The scene shifts, we drift into colours
I fold maps, just wishing to hold you close

And the city is so asleep and the body is awake
(...)
(And it's all nice, begin clean nights - and shadows are away)
Even black marks

These dreams are lucid baby
Come home now, just let down your shoulders
You know there's nothing to it
Just two marks in the structures of our hands

I've never seen such beauty
It's there in pain, in agony
There is just you believe me
You blew my lines and wires alive