Attachments Lyrics

Attachments lyrics

Every Morning - I close the window



Making all that is instrumental - dysfunctional



And thinking that life would pass - In this fashion ever decedent



Surrounding images change form



Black and white fever reveals itself



The trees - the symphony - the slumber 



Passing hours devoid of all time-lapse 



Would I ever know - Or should you realize?



That this passing moment - I am dying again