A breath of fresh air, a splash of cold water.
Soon it'll be over.
What's next? Dunno.
I'm walking through the halls of Hogwarts, running along the sea parade in Brighton, buying dream-like books&music and watching the first stars as they appear on the evening sky.
My heart'll be crying, my soul'll be suffocating.
La tortura.
What's next? Dunno.
I've been taught to live, I'm learning new dreams.
And I'll just be trying not to lose the faith in the best in life, getting back to my memories of this life and hoping for the best ahead...


Well, what's next?

Dunno.