my new song... working on the music now... good chance we will be able to do it on the russian rock fest in november...

VERSE:
This coy, predictable night –
The jaded queen of lonely street lights,
Deep, meaningful sighs,
Awkward connections and weepy goodbyes

I’m here in body wont you nourish my heart
With honey in my tea and pale avant-garde
Our sentimental parole
Expires at sunset, just as taboos dissolve

CHORUS:
My little wonderland
I wonder all alone
And even with you here
This place would never be a home

My little wonderland
Your whispers turn me on
But as our hearts divide
This place can never be a home

VERSE:
There is no art in my words
No subtle accents on familiar chords
Just empty truth
That binds our scantily clad, somewhat bohemian views

As to protect my eyes
I smear my cloudy dreams across city skies
The inspiration is gone
So you and I can break the silence and run

BRIDGE:
It’s half past midnight so fast-beating hearts
Are running low on inhibitions
The scent of sex in the humid air
Is laced with alcohol and flushed carnations