[bad word]  [bad word] kovvon_music

Two parallel lines
the darkness and light
One heart on the different parts and on different sides

Like mouse and cat,
the wall on the bed
I started this war, cause I hate the adache in my head

We are living like threads, that never [bad word] knots
    that never [bad word] free, from each other claws

We are living like roads, that never [bad word] highway
    even never [bad word] a street of our yesterday

Like future and past
Like station and bus
 [bad word] like at first, but with eyes of `good bye`, like at last

That power of love
the pleasure of `now` 
the destiny opened the door, but we closed it
we closed it

the firework inside
the pocker-face (you`v seen)
just look at the flowers
and take a look at me