Comfortable Mess

Текст песни CELESTIAL SEASON - Comfortable Mess <br/> Poetry in her window paneSee our faces in the moonless nightWith no need for a spoken wordToo afraid to be open nowInnocent for as long as silence is our friendSpinning round in my belly wheel( )<br />In the garden behind veiled eyesI&#039;m the boy again, standing in the floodSo in love with the tidesShould I save myself from youAnd then drown in distant memoriesShould I give myself to youOr just throw it all away?Poetry in the window pane