Two hands
alone through
my leafs street

through rain to heaven

Two hands

forgoten by all
dreams own dream


In the
address book
thorn name

and on an old path
losing game


Stealness csent
coms from old courts
beneath umbrella

pictures of sky

Like in some

distant suburb
or like a game
im my memory


Two hands
should i look for you

in the passage
or like game in my memory


Two hands
on the street
like in some distant suburbs

like an end on the sunset

Two hands

alone through
my leafs street
through rain to heaven