Running through my head secretly
The shouts of the boys in the factory
I ring you on the telephone silently
Like blood, like the wine in the darkroom scene


The darkroom scene
Darkroom scene


A letter
Once composed
Seven years long and as tall as a tree
Reading
On the wall
Emissions, efficiency


Efficiency
Efficiency


Resurrect
As a feeling
On my window
Of a past reunion


Resurrect
As a feeling
On my window
Of a past reunion
Vision
Of a picture
Like the city
And the air we breathe


The air we breathe
Air we breathe


She stood beside me once again
I knew her face
We met before in the street
Recalling all the children dancing at our feet


The dancing feet, dancing feet