Coke Babies, Pt. II

Easy pain, easy touch

Easy words, easy code

Easy notion, easy doubts

Easy motion, easy shout

Easy call, easy ties

Easy listening, easy lies

Easy agony, to easy comfort

Easy talk, easy laugh

Easy above, easy below

Easy faith, anywhere I go

Easy walk, easy half

Easy sleep, easy sight

Easy colors, for easy nights

I woke up scentless

I know easy questions

I demand easy answers

Don't bother if they are pointless

Easy need, easy relief

Easy clover, easy luck

Another kid in love, behind the wall

Easy pluck, easy trust

Easy tumble, for easy fall

Easy lover, easy letter

Easy lecture, come easy pleasure

Easy stealing, easy thievery

Easy practice, easy fun

Easy shell, easy bells

Easy feelings, easy heart

Easy victory, easy won

And I get up in the morning, autumn falls

Another day goes by, all you do is cry

There are no answers, no single questions

You feel better, you feel stronger

Counting weird numbers, you began to wonder

A thought that never changes into your silence face

When you leave this home filled in of empty spaces

Nobody lasts until kingdom come

Everyone succeedes of empty thrones

の三日月の下で

Under The Crescent Moon

Book Two:

Laughing Stock

A love story

by Janet K. Wallace