Space and sound



Are jesting with me



Witness the way she agrees



Cubic instantly





Amazing creation



Speaking in crimson



She's a freshly created breeze



Case closed no more pleas





The fabric of surprise



Is dreaming with your eyes



Cool is the breath of the wind



As I fall in a cubic stream





When I speak of love divided



I can feel her deeper sorrow



She tries to teach me memory and all her favorite things



If only I could steal a chance I'd be with her tomorrow





She says



"Tell me, Tell me, Tell me,



Till this life is just a dream"





Midnight is skinlight



October to my right



April done left me



She's gone with the Autumn breeze





Whenever the season



Starts jesting-testing with your vision



Cry for the color blind



The sound is oh so fine





The season has got no reason



To believe in this crimson



Witness the way you'll be



"Cubic instantly"





April done left me



She's gone with the Autumn breeze