Willow Fight - Gulfer

Is it possible to disperse and drill this fine dust, stuck in us?

Once again and always

We’ll skip the time and the endless movement of the circumstances

Let’s not make plans, future plans are always plans failing, made-up plans are

always plans failing

They break with words and sometimes hang like willows

To not giving a damn about it

The room is arched between our members to flex some people’s lust

Where have you lost the count, where have you lost th count

WIll you follow them?

Where thy brought every men in town

It’s just nice to not see you around, anymore

Made-up plans are plans failing, future plans are always plans failing

They break with words and sometimes hang like willows

Not to give a damn about it