Lletres: Absynthe Minded. Sweet Oblivion.

it's all gone to pieces now

the end is near and still i feel

uncertain about certain things

do i know you?

some questions are difficult to ask

some subjects make plenty of talk

let's face it, it's all unsaid

do i know you?



the water's deeper then before

flood made every building wash away

disaster, another spell

i don't know

some people wonder now and then

some people wonder now and then

how did it happen

so suddenly

it's over