Back in space
My head fell out of clouds
Body senseless
Gravity still works

Case and Soul
What the time stole
Want to be whole
Tension and coal
Yet Diamonds

My heart, My guts, My brain
Eaten by emotion
Where is reason
Thought works as an unpleasent ocean

Hang in there
John Grant is singing
The Circle of species
talks like endless ringing

In my head, In my soul, In my intuition
This reason stays to be true
All this because of you
Exist in the city I live in

JB-11-2018