Timing

A dark clear sky above our heads You're tongue is cold but still your heart it bleeds for something more Bittersweet memories from my bed Haunt your world of trust that crumbles in between my hands...

See now, like cat then mouse, I move, they move, the game hasn't an end. Good news soon, bad news then, I know the sound that says "nothing again". What then? The hours go past, my say is...