An elemental kind of rhapsody
A paper or a pen
A movie that was never meant to end

The kind of silence that will dorwn you out
The beating of the air
A mystery in need of no repair

Suddenly,
You beside of me
Left alone
Turn up the radio

Was it a fatalistic cameo
To show up in a dress?
My reaction was mental I confess

And all the shadows of your funny eyes
Were made for you to stare
I'm glad it was a casual affair

Suddenly,
You beside of me
Left alone
Turn up the radio

Hey you!
Fell me!
Was it worth an apology

Someday
You'll see.
That's it's not a democracy...