Deep Blue

In the solitude of an empty bed four walls, the last alley, the end. Now i can show you my weakness now you are capable of looking beyond alcoholic drinks, potato wastes, and broken dreams now you can see me, you can feel my cold nights. When my eyes were submerged in the dark blue i was able to die swimming to your sea. In the shore, the tree in the black dress the deep blue of my soul in a lonely room only four walls, the last alley, the end.