This is nonsense
Nonsense is what they think
One hand loves other
My hand
Other hand
Nonsense

A point, a line that connects me to you
This is so nonsense what they think
My hand is still on top of his
And theirs too

Other hand
This is so nonsense what they think
My hand is still on top of his
And theirs too

Nonsense
Nonsense
Nonsense

And I can't let go
Of the past that doesn't exist
My hands lift
Where's the top?
Where's the sense of almost everything?

Whats the sense of almost everything?

Almost everything?
Everything?
Whats the sense?
Everything?