Systems Of Romance Testo

out of reach down the corridors
the hidden man
the hum of a forest and a lost perfume
the streets of a rainy afternoon
eyes like a tide of liquid blue
we talk about things I almost knew
the hidden man
just walk ahead in the winter haze
smoke a cigarette as the light decays
"the child is father to the man" he says-
silhouette glows in the sunsets blaze
the hidden man