Milky Peach and Honey

People are on the edge of drinking all day long
Yet I am starring at my milk box through the fridge
Nobody knows my secret longing
No one knows where to go to take the train.

Rain is falling down I am not wet
In my room I talk to myself
Those tiny eyes and tiny noses in the tiny face
They are my milky peach and honey
Shining to me, smiling at me

All I wanna do is to lie down in the liquid
Let tide massage me
Close my eye and taste the milky peach
Honey. Honey.

No I am not in love
Love is in between
I am not in love, no
I just wanna lie down and keep my eyes open
Let the tide (of feeling) massage me.

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