a secret abandoned factory somewhere far away...

there are no limits, just do it all...

sometimes i do meaningless, selfish and boring letters in the streets of my permanent studio but you already know that...

i have to concentrate more on what i do and forget everything about you...

no matter what i do, i'm thinking of you...

some things to remember, some things to forget...

a place worth to visit but not more than twice...

i'll cross you out if you...

we are just kids... playing with colours at night...

all these moments will be lost in time, like clouds in heaven...