#_4.10
With my eyes closed —
I breathe in,
With my cold skin —
I hardly feel.
I`m filling in the gaps
Between the stars in the sky,
I`m passing through the years
Anyway — they all will die.
Run away — don`t bide goodbye;
Words won`t matter in the silence.
With your heart locked
Blow and fly!
Laughing as an innocent alien.