Eats a sunny-side up
She has no time
And goes out with a book of fate
Shes not satisfied with his buying things impulse
Takes a taxi
Changes metros
And she stops to smoke by words
Shes on the way to small garden
Hes waiting for her
Reads newspaper
Checks his clock
And goes out with a purse and cards
Hes not satisfied with her believing in the fate
Takes an useless ticket
Changes money
And he stops to phone his room
Hes on the way to small garden
Shes waiting for him
I lost knowledge number nine
You only give me some peace of mind
I am a slave of past and blindness
You dont wanna know what will happen
Ill take down your ego and identify me
The fourth dimension I live in like imitation
This is the reason for waiting there
Is this the story just like you?