political vindications
unreal youth
organisational pollution
illuminated passion
theatrical understatement
it's not her style, i guess

we went for a walk
and came back alone
to realise we hadn't left alone our past
to live today
like there was only tomorrow
in our hearts
and the games played
are only for me
if you don't play to win
why play at all, said she
for fun, maybe

we go like we are bound to
we stop like we are destined to
we look like we have to
while, in reality, we are all asleep
in realms of faith and lack thereof
passing through minds of desertion

oh well, after all, i'm a soloist in transition...