Perfect fears

I'm not perfect but 
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

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


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