Sometimes, you reach.
And when it happens, just enjoy :)
Here is the music.
And here are the words gathered:
we're living in the bodies.
perfect thoughts, resident in imperfect homes...
no sense.
distant bodies.
emptiness, between the borders.
non-matched patterns.
          uneven lines.
  simple transactions, creating complexity.
nights and days.
scattered and deprived.
  rueful and sore.
non-haptic touches.
  despoiled innocence.
Italics are by Sibel Alaş.

Kiddo - Childhood Boredom

When I was a kid
          in the lazy days of summer
                                                    and winter
I was lying down on the carpet
               and waiting for getting bigger
                                                             and older.