circle-no-10: in the city that never dies tired eyes roll up the sky wicked witches are flying high caring nought for those in line. empty streets, and broken lights casting shadows seen by none the silent echo howling wild we’re all going to die. but meet me at the border go where I reside I’m borderline by nature borderline by choice. I expect you at the crossing betwixt the pillars of light no empty street awaits you you’re not going to die. we’ll join the line astanding steady on the ground

circle-no-10: You bathed in my energy, cleansing you broken heart, swimming in the river of life, done but not apart. So pretty in pink, and fully covered, you reached out far, to the wicked stars. Fearless on stormy seas, stormy on quiet nights, we raced head to head,  aimlessly. Paris in the spring, no one would win, the game of life, no wishes, all demands. In the lap of the gods, we get what we deserve, in the lap of the gods, only the silent call is heard.

circle-no-10: Bacchus, oh Bacchus honey dripping slowly down mixing with the blood of young the hips so slender, waving enticing, inviting me in rave rave rave I feel no fear my dear your almighty power releases me the voices I hear are dead in my ear the sea of souls embraces me  

circle-no-10: My words are better spoken by others, not by me. I mumble a lot apparently, only screaming voice I hear. Speak up! you say Don’t shout at me! I try, I try - honestly No, my words are better spoken by others, not by me.

circle-no-10: I would snog a tree if it had your lips. I would risk a few splinters if it had your thrust. I would cut it down and set it alight just to feel your fire next to me. Is that love I ask thee.

circle-no-10: Sometimes you run out of words silence takes over silent until your breath and heartbeat becomes the voice wispering you need no words you need no words you need no words and then and only then you are at peace

circle-no-10: go stand by the wayside beneath the broken lamp go in solitude stand in silence remain as midnight pass when moons appear 'twixt pillars of glass close your eyes hold your breath and count the hour release you thoughts expand your mind embrace the moment under the stars then follow the guidance of your beating heart

circle-no-10: am I alive without pain do you see me I’m waiving white banners high above blue sky no birds in sight no sound from a cloud free night am I here do I fall is there a point to it all scratching orange roses in the garden lawn not mowed growing strong unaided on a sunny day no rain will fall for sure?

circle-no-10: I used to travel the world, sitting in my grandfather’s lap. He had an old Texaco map, and I an imaginary friend. The world was very flat back then, his fingers cold, so stiff so hard. Turning pages, going off somewhere new, with Amelia by my side. The travelling did eventually stop, old age and poor health got the better of him. I lost my way the day that he passed. Will she ever come back to finish her task? To guide the lost boy back on his path.

Fue mi error pensar que eras diferente a los demás. ¿Te acuerdas aquella vez, hace tiempo ya, que caminábamos por el parque, tomados de la mano, y me prometías que nunca me dejarías, que tu amor siempre me correspondería? ¿Dónde han quedado aquellas palabras? Sólo en mi memoria. Porque mientras que para ti significaba sólo una oración con el único fin de engañar a una inocente chica más, para mi significaba un mundo que hacer juntos. Un cambio que quizá podríamos lograr. Un amor encontrado que duraría toda la vida. Pero no hay nada que dure tanto tiempo.

Canción compuesta por Sergio Vidal. Toda la música está compuesta, interpretada, editada y masterizada por Sergio Vidal.

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Tema compuesto por Victoria Mesonero "No Cantes Victoria" para su segundo trabajo Iris.