Hey, 16 year-old Lyon

show me how you eat your

flatbread

I want to create Scriptorium 2.0

for conscience play

right here in the alpine

If you come 

and don't inspire me

to play

Are you even a friend?

The pica-pica 

in the trees to

express high

is in the dna

But we choose

other things

Can you imagine

walking through

something and not 

carrying its particles 

into the next moment 

Now that's my style

Thankful for no words

exchanged

Your body language

said it all

One day we'll fall together

But

the string broke 

last night

the accord can't be played 

and the owl is dead

I'm so glad