[VERSE 1] In this aquarium of pixels are we reflections of Narcissus? A cyanide smile, or the future? A compromise must be smooth I have Kafka's diary for sure Putrid oranges, the smell of death Newton's gravity crushes me, leaving grasping for my breath. [verse 2] The smell of coconut oil on my skin the heart standing by my convictions, already understands what has been and I relish the aroma of contradiction [verse 3] When the night embraces the water, and the stars come to sing above The harbor keeps its secrets better depending on who learned to love. [chorus] If love sleeps in common memory, I don't need to feel sorry or cry The light of this harbor's calling me, To fall back in love and make him mine. [bridge] [verse 4] the physics of understanding mess up what we take in faith sometimes slowly and depressing other times fast as a horse race [verse 5] it seems that luck plays an ever growing part in my life's mounting daily challenges at times it comes in unexpected like a fart and you have to deal with the changes [chorus] If love sleeps in common memory, I don't need to feel sorry or cry The light of this harbor's calling me, To fall back in love and make him mine. [verse6] The smell of coconut oil on my skin the heart standing by my convictions, already understands what has been and I relish the aroma of contradiction [outro] When the night embraces the water, and the stars come to sing above The harbor keeps its secrets better depending on who learned to love. If love sleeps in common memory, I don't need to feel sorry or cry The light of this harbor's calling me, To fall back in love and make him mine.
