CLIMB. LEAP. LOOK

Walls and doors
to climb over and to adore
Calamine to sooth and hurt
What you see, you get
What is free, you forget
Strange is a future ahead
Ahead is a stranger’s strange future
Can you hear me?
There is little i can do
When i can’t hear myself.
Igor knows the way away from here
First part is to fear
The other isn’t really clear
This is one part of Morski’s partage
The rest is all in your head.

Leonell