Something about everything
or maybe about myselft.
I don't know

but there is something.
down there... yeah, into the pueblo
of your mind and mine
of mine and your mind
I dont really know...

It exists only because of you and me,
and the dog and all those animals
like frogs or lions or litle computers
and books from the night itself.

Who knows?
i dont
do you??
dont think so