One moment of sunnBreathe it and be drownnHaving broken lines that have been to straightnWe stop walking and look aroundnnOut of control, anchorlessnDrifting in space, and it tastes so sweetnnThousand lights explodenAnd for seconds we singnDifferences have been erasednEverything is nothingnnOut of control, anchorlessnDrifting in space, and it tastes so sweetnWhen we run out of sightnWhen we taste forbidden fruitsnSo surreal, can't be realnBut it tastes to sweetnnNot totally consciuosnOr maybe conscious at allnOf a brighter colour than the ordinary greynThis moment in a day