langit tua

seperti bulan termakan kemarahan yang tak jua reda

meniup sangkakala bersuara anggur

berharap jam pasir waktu pulang jadi solusi

aku adalah mesin uang

menutup telinga yang terlalu pekat

mata yang terlalu rabun

mulut yang terlalu bau

*So, here’s your life

We’ll find our way

We’re sailing blind

But it’s certain, nothing’s certain…

 
 
 
*Life of Riley-Lightning Seeds
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