I beg you to accept
Perfection is a prison
That makes you go wrong
It's you whom I long for
Uncovering shades of day
No illusions
Cause I know we won't stay
Uncomplete halves
Of an imperfect way
Ignoring time
And fading away
Wind changes all day
Still is the same
Perfection is prison
That makes you go wrong
Freedom is a bond
No answers to our fears
Repeating themselves
Endlessly
Don’t even try
To possess and to hope
Cause perfection
is a prison
That makes
you go wrong.
Nike Steiger and Luis Serpa
Shelter Bay
09/05/2014
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