BlazeAme: Give me bass line
BlazeAme: Unhurried. Without sparks
BlazeAme: Intermittences of words and presences
BlazeAme: Lacquering the horizons with light
BlazeAme: Eyes rolling as a lifestyle
BlazeAme: And if I stumble, no problem, it's summer anyway.
BlazeAme: I slept very little, but saw a wonderful sunrise
BlazeAme: Tonight everything is fine, I stay under glass
BlazeAme: By gut, by instinct, by heart and by skin
BlazeAme: Making good use of my restlessness.
BlazeAme: In what sea, in what sunset!
BlazeAme: Little voice and many words
BlazeAme: Looking. A guilty waste of time
BlazeAme: One must choose where to be ghosts
BlazeAme: The wide world of a beloved thing
BlazeAme: In spite of time - In favor of time
BlazeAme: Outside the margins. Imperfect
BlazeAme: To not see the ticking of deadlines
BlazeAme: Delirium and enchantment before it turns to dust
BlazeAme: ...you're somewhere in the middle
BlazeAme: Forced stasis and two wonderful absurdities
BlazeAme: Hey you, soul in revolt
BlazeAme: Understanding and not understanding anything. Getting lost.
BlazeAme: Lines of shadow and soul
BlazeAme: But how do you - You can't do it
BlazeAme: One must delicately possess the light
BlazeAme: Yeah, I saw the crevices, the edges and the soft curves.
BlazeAme: So powerful, so lost, so mysterious
BlazeAme: I tried to taste your colors
BlazeAme: Breaking hearts tonight if they float