Текст песни One Last Martini

I used to think too much within this detatched torpor.
Sat with you, sun-drenched by radiant limpidness. Exalting vibrations of
positivism emanate from your perfect nature.
The intermittence of stirring lips reminds me of figh frantically demanding
to breathe.
The way they danced made me believe you were speaking. Stories you have
been telling for hours.
Words aligned in a slogan of absurdities.
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deepest sentiment (I don't exist). Obviously you have been gifted with the
most precious piece of the puzzle.
An emblem can be artistic and attractive but its meaning can be aimless and
unreasonable.
Sporadic abstractions.
Through your fractionized sculpture, Your world intertwines with mine.
Resulting in something horrendous.
The last dance is just another story...