I saw a boat threw woods, it took us to a place... an island under water. Our lips drinking black milk, on silver sand we slept floating between two worlds. Eyes closed, tigers sounds like cats, sip of tea from the green Cornett. We’ll be away for a while ask the moon if you wanna hear from us, she knows about everything there is to know, behind my window. Hear whisper of invisible snakes yellow drops reflecting your face. When the dark side is out for a glass of sparkles, and the gleam is inside. When I think of your nose, so happy to be, and look at the fruits, growing in me. Flavours of funny cherries come rolling on slow images...

Album : Liberty Island