Coma - Widokówka

The time is stuck on the edge of glass for now
Mouth for kisses, mouth for words
Words fulled with contents and kind tone
The evening is slightly pouring into our heads

Vodka naturally adjust vertical
A walk among men, they're not here
Because everything seems so far away, and through the glass April blurs above the pavement.

None evil will horrify me for now
I'm here with you outside of the bush
Look how wonderful we're wasting away
Looped in meaningless contents.

A city barely appears behind the fog
We're rushing in like foolish moths to a light
The space has parted and sighs
I'm no longer touching the ground with my feet.

And then, if I'll remember, if I 'll remember you
A willingness will take over to explore my mind
And then, if I'll remember, and I surely will
So hard to understand will be the reason that,

I see, indeed I see, indeed
It's meaningless and it's irrelevant
As anything weight less and isn't coming close
I see as tiny imperfect.

Nightly sky while mean less
Infertile it doesn't exhort me
I see, indeed it's irrelevent
Unimportant, unsightly, and faded.

It's irrelevent from the perspective of absolute.
It's irrelevent from the perspective of absolute.
It's irrelevent from the perspective of absolute.
It's irrelevent from the perspective of absolute.