Invisible cities
Static in the garden
The rain floats in the air
With films from another dimension
Melancholic voices
Whispers of humanity
That dance with the mist
And take over the final scene

And then both dry
Bloom among stones

Yes, in the end, I leave my body
And make the crystal spin

And then I cling to the mystery
And open seeds on Saturn again
Yes, in the end, I leave my body
And make the crystal spin

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