Space and sound

Are jesting with me

Witness the way she agrees

Cubic instantly


Amazing creation

Speaking in crimson

She's a freshly created breeze

Case closed no more pleas


The fabric of surprise

Is dreaming with your eyes

Cool is the breath of the wind

As I fall in a cubic stream


When I speak of love divided

I can feel her deeper sorrow

She tries to teach me memory and all her favorite things

If only I could steal a chance I'd be with her tomorrow


She says

"Tell me, Tell me, Tell me,

Till this life is just a dream"


Midnight is skinlight

October to my right

April done left me

She's gone with the Autumn breeze


Whenever the season

Starts jesting-testing with your vision

Cry for the color blind

The sound is oh so fine


The season has got no reason

To believe in this crimson

Witness the way you'll be

"Cubic instantly"


April done left me

She's gone with the Autumn bree