Donny X


Quiet…,
still…,
you feel there´s nothing goin´on,
untill…
you realize…
the space behind your eyes is filling-up,
with something like peace,
you thoughts sees,
Pleasure grows in your soul,
(Then in a echo:)
the space behind your eyes is filling-up,
with something like peace,
you thoughts sees,
Pleasure grows in your soul…..


Posted in Faithless and tagged , , , , .