Perhaps you have forgotten the day without the ring
Flashes, moving lights, funny circles are passing above your own swing
Trust me
don´t hide your skin
I came here to follow the visible signs
Rolling me between faith and purple pink
Sirens moving
sirens lauding
angry and laughing
I´m waiting to tell you something beyond the ring
Premonitions
They come to me.
The transporting of minds free
is using to wrap candies
