Letras:Marlango. Automatic Imperfection. Wrong Way.

Slow the eyes
And the lips
Soft the time
And the air
Slow good morning
Slow good night
Slow the game
Soft we play

Silent the way
Wait for you to slowly crawl out of my bed
This soft space
I feel growing
And the moon is upside down

Time goes and suddenly i don't understand
Why things are stuck to the grownd
Instead of flowing
The wrong way round

Children splash
Silently
And the moon is upside down
In this side of the world
As the world goes round
The wrong way