Confucion

Wake me up

eyes wide open.

Smile on the pillow,

pearls on the tiles.

Celsius is friends with Time.

Morning is yawning,

You speak about nothing.

Shushh...

Our boat is sailing away,

the life vests are torn on the sides.

Don't ask me that question,

we both know the answer.

Mistakes are to be made

with the night.

Flesh,flesh,colourless veins...

Clinging on each other's hopes.

You see.. time is ticking

I spoke to bespoken.

Confusion is out of the date.