luego de mirar el sol ponerse tras las dunas, voodoogirl breathes in y siente los colores de la luz atardecer sobre sus hombros. 

cerveza en mano, she stands outside the timeline, far and beyond. she sees how time matters, and matters a lot.

hablar es bueno, pensar es mejor. she's consciously moving, but doesn't know where.

outside the timeline it's hard to tell.

 

 

 

 

 

autocabe formerly known as the customer's first choice spares reward

back in time the kind of distraction that leads to destruction

embraces the fear & starts from scratch

since 

(and from interpol's pace is the trick)

and i follow the speed in the star-swept night...

and you don't hold a candle'

 

 

 

we make time

we sleep

we like

we love

we laugh

and don't even try

i could be dreaming. i could dance. it's getting late and i just can't. would you rather be elsewhere. do you often feel right. can i wait 'till you're ready. can you feel me apart. do you see what just happened. can you tell and be fine. restart it all over. remind me my mind.

 

 

it's all alright.

things are getting weirder as the speed of light.

it's still all alright, though.

nightmare girl leaves obstacles behind. no evade, acepta.

she knows more. she wants more. she gets more.

she sleeps well. she dreams. she enjoys.

she likes. a lot.

she loves.