Any day and anytime
So confused in my nostalgia
Immersed in a sparkling blue
I can’t get my head around my spleen
Lost in opium dreams
Endless streets of porcelain
A bucolic sketch in indigo
Empty rivers going anywhere
A new day turns out to be the the last one
While the rain is falling down over me
While the rain is falling down over my senses
This is just another day
Vanished in a fragile cloud
While the Sun is going down again
In the midst of nothing
While the rain is falling down over me
While the rain is falling down over my senses
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