Where could we take that train ? nA simple travel to self-esteem?nWhere could we find that sun?nHere we’re stuck to neon-tubesnnI used to see you calm and quietnappearance is made for self-defencennow, you play the B-sidenyou can’t keep anger locked longer insidenhere is a salvation doping chemically clockedncrisis means catharsis(if we realise where we are)nneven if yesterday was a rainy day nwork todaynfor metamorphosisnall things in your life aren’t collapsed yet.nn