Alone in the whole world, as if no one else exists
A multifaceted painting with a book, a pocket watch, a cross, a red rose, a burning bus and a water surface
The light is at the end of the path no matter what
There, beyond the mists, where there is no place for longing
Monkeys have become like people, or people like monkeys. There are no differences if you put on sneakers, glasses and give a tape recorder in furry paws