Things are happening
Water flowing
Hearts breaking
Flowers blooming, here comes the spring
Her neck is swollen
He passes out
I close myself in a box of my room
Because things are happening,
The water stops flowing
The hearts heal and flowers die.
Because i'm back to be locked in my head
Maditating my way through this hell
Turning it into heaven with my thought
Oh how sweet it is, to live in this world
