Speed of Mutation

It only seems to happen at three or four a.m.

Some blurry half formed picture of some half

Forgotten friend becomes clear but i can´t hold

It happens in my dreams i can´t remember what it was

That meant so much don´t question speed of mutation

Even a rotten creep can have moments sweet and

Pure i lay there something missing what happened

To that girl is she okay or is she just a face in the

Crowd why can´t i think of what it was that mean

So much don´t question speed of mutation why

Do i wake up feeling that i´ve lost something

Big why do i try to hold on to things that don´t exist

I keep on asking myself

What happened to that hirl they´re

Moments that i make up they´re

Moments sweet and pure don´t ever

Try to find something you left behind

Don´t ever try to make a memory into

Something don´t ever fool yourself

It always disappears don´t ever kid

Yourself there´s no girl of your dreams

Don´t question speed of mutation