There She Goes*

No creo que puedas saber

lo que se siente caer del parasol

al sueño intermitente

De la luz, al fondo de tu esfera

donde todo gira...

 

 

Tu razón es una fusión interminable.

 

 

 

[Tour fellas & roadies, it's time for us to go & work hard. Said what kind of work? Hard work, you! What's a non-stop month of insane madness and long nights full of music and adrenalin? Piece of cake! *Shaking stressed & scared, ha ha!* "Mom, see you when November ends -maybe-".]

Done