Paradiso Artificiale

By this river


Here we areStuck by this river,You and IUnderneath a sky that's ever falling down, down, down...Ever falling down.Through the dayAs if on an oceanWaiting here,Always failing to remember why we came, came, came...I wonder why we came.You talk to meas if from a distanceAnd I replyWith impressions chosen from another time, time, time... From another time.