Giardini Di Mirò

Given Ground (Oops. Revolution On Your Pins)

Giardini Di Mirò


Feel not to converge soon 
Fear not to comfort soon 

who could not imagine how 
i will learn for you 

Everyone is combined in teeth 
Or pills 
everyone is wrestling at your feet 
until someone is set to fight with you 
everyone can live on sale 
and everyone can carve me with 
hands like yours 
but you can't kiss all of them 
if you can't wash your teeth 
afterwards 
until you eat out yourself 
you eat 

who could not imagine how 
i will learn for you