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Time is painfully slow
And world is too cold
The electric passion
It has been sold

We all suffer from
This natural defect
Make me something real
Which has an effect

Turn me into hurricane
Or volcano of ash
So that I can spin
Create holes and crush

Let the moon be blue
Make red the wild river
Clouds are sleeping
Trees subconsciously shiver

Bind me to the sun and
Let the wind come through
I want to be far and
Don’t want to have a clue

Let all my parts
Turn around like crazy
I’m running to absorb
Things which amaze me

And when I’ll stop
My name will be forgotten
And all left will be
A handful of cotton

On a lizards’ tongue
Than kiss is and see
In its black eyes
The blueprint of me