No Past Land
Russian Red
Letra

If my hands weren?t there, like I saw in the stream

of the drawings been made on a full colour screen

if they weren?t to be found, then what else could I be?



If your hands weren?t there, like I saw in my dreams

& the poets we made, had all gone, disappeared

then what else, then what else could I be?



If your hands & my hands strolled together around

if they were to make friends we?d be possibly up

to escape from this world, from this no past land.

If I looked in the windows while walking pass through

if I stared at the willows with my seven black truths

if my eyes were to see what belongs to your mind?