The mental labyrinth, Where lovers cry away their gloom. The wistful eyes, Where he battles nostalgia. The catastrophic heart, Searching for the truth, no longer there. The undaunted pen, Swifting the coruscating memories. The eloquent Illusionist, So intense, within his phantom. The mood of dissonance, He cries, then stupors and finally calms. His clock is the same. His clock revolves the same. Float on! You feathery Aspirin, He's gonna heal himself. Transformed into someone else, His mind, in carousel, The same chapter encircles in a loop. And you give yourself away. He is tempested, And you give yourself away. Glide on! You feathery Aspirin, His stone heart, Holds your name as an inscription. Give yourself away!