Spechiüs

Twin souls do not need to spend a life toghether. I guess we agreed on that. It's more of a constant smile when eyes meet again, a laugh that's impossible to stop. Snow and smoke in the winter air, the lights of the city seem to stand up and walk around.

A-part

Incense, nutmeg

In the middle of the dark church I heard you break the silence with your breath. One thousand bugsteps away on the soft stoney ground you told your secret. You told it slowly, 'cos truth's like honey, and pain never flows fast.