A Cold Night

A cold night, an unofficial light. Get closer, allow whisper chime, The tireless clock, in one space, suffers Torture, call it a wide fissure All the people Stuck in the street. Between pretense and sincerity. Calling somewhere, trying to escape the past I'm qualified when I'm satisfied I'm paralyzed, pushed myself too hard From the unknown past, I was obsessed with something Before you were frozen I won't forget this cold night All the people Stuck in the street. Between pretense and sincerity. Calling somewhere, trying to escape the past All the people Stuck in the street. Between pretense and sincerity. Calling somewhere, trying to escape the past