here we are
still stuck between yearning and fear
alone in the hive
sucking sweet juice out of the honeycombs
it´s our time that´s passing
untouched and precise
and we still watch each other
cause the bold is none of us
lost in horizontals and verticals
perhaps it´s just spiderwebs
if you go i´ll follow
still stuck between yearning and fear
alone in the hive
sucking sweet juice out of the honeycombs
it´s our time that´s passing
untouched and precise
and we still watch each other
cause the bold is none of us
lost in horizontals and verticals
perhaps it´s just spiderwebs
if you go i´ll follow