Static Light - Ultraísta

Theres a knife with light, in the corner

Youre getting my attention,

Might telling me youre

Were in the picture frame,

Buying things is different while the postcard

The envelope you came in

So would you, drop by

Into the same static light

Of day and night

Look through my eyes, of blue and white

And take me

Is so stronger in your own reaction

pieces of my portrait

You fix them and replace them, make me feel important

You are static light, is starting by

Its in my eyes

Reflecting, and memory

So would you, drop by

Into the same static light

Of day and night

Look through my eyes, of blue and white

And take me.