Testo Low Fantasy - Bootblacks

Low Fantasy

Now that the world is over
Looking back, just looking back
Can’t make it up anymore
When the future is behind
Expectations done
Without shape life is flat
Run, in circles
You weren’t going anywhere
On and off and on and off and on and off again (x 2)
When the empty light swings over
Trance, modern night
No one, separate ones
Together, standing still
On and off and on and off and on and off again (x 2)