Yuppie Flu
Female Scientists
it slips away like sandlike a few notes from baby grandthe clouds are meltin awayi can see it through my doorwayspendin so much timewriting down right linesi think of vowels that i've borrowedjust because they got some control on mei dream of female scientists being fewand so concernedon what they dogetting so much funfrom details collapsingetting over meif i could understandseasons slept awaythrough flaring nitesI can't obeyenergies got trappedthe easy way oneself collectssomehow furthersomeslowly going off
From Letras Mania