Lyrics of seconds Waiting for what time you are sitting on the grass is not bear baby You must account for every forgotten second Do not be careful that the same stubborn watch will bite your sharpening hands And my passion breaks down into termite components And it takes your eyes, like the old dumbbell Fill in the moldy album. ⇔ x ⇔ x ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔⇔ The feeling and the present all the seconds poured together The craving of a relationship with the margins was poured together ⇔ x ⇔ x ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔⇔ think about me before sleep In the moment of revelation In the last seconds of vigilance Let the butterfly sitting on your shoulder The perfume of my hair breathes me Beyond the borders Between us Poetry about sleep ⇔ x ⇔ x ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔ ⇔⇔ I'm used to measuring the distance in s...