Testo Brought To The Water

Where has my passion gone?
Has it been carried off by some
Lonely driver in a line of florescent light?

Has it been blurred together
In ribboned patterns on the night?

Along the stretch of some unnamed plane We began again

I saw in your face that
We’re the same when we began again

A multiverse of fuchsia
And violet surrenders to blackness now

My world closes its eyes to
Sex and laughter

My world closes its eyes to
Sex and laughter

My world closes its eyes to Sex and laughter

My world closes its eyes to
Sex and laughter