Les Baigneuses

How on? I'm haywire and what's left I just can't compare What's left I have yet to discover Slow down It's too much Oh, there's no crown There's no prize For what You are trying to do Downtown There's no light And I know that I'm not Going to sleep, I can't I tried my best but I can't I enjoyed You know I enjoyed Maybe if I made a deal with gravity I could finally fly over your time Regain all them nerves And put them back inside my veins Your time Has been Aborted Mission failed Your time Has been Aborted Mission failed And again I'm lost Inside these lines But there must be some beauty Hidden in every final chapter Oh Known or not known what to write