Enigma

Who's gonna pay when she dies?
Does she want to be buried
Will we donate her eyes?

She says the faces in my dreams
And made up places
Are better than living

The waves still crash
Like thunder on the beach
It's an enigma
The dust in my eyes
Puts your hands just out of reach
It's an enigma

Maybe we'll put her ashes in a vase
So I can run my fingers through them
Pretend I still can caress her face

She says most people think about it wrong
I can't die because I was never born

The waves still crash
Like thunder on the beach
It's an enigma
The dust in my eyes
Puts your hands just out of reach
It's an enigma

Skin and rock
I fell asleep on your blanket

She says the faces in my dreams
And made up places are better than living

The waves still crash
Like thunder on the beach
It's an enigma
The dust in my eyes
Puts your hands just out of reach
It's an enigma



Credits
Writer(s): Vittorio Galasso
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