Tiny Room
Being here In silence No one Just book, fan, and window Thinking could be here, forever Not knowing no the world May stay longer than before No distribution anymore and no sound of a motorcycle Stay here Even if the room smells kitchen but Here is a kind of room in the this city; no sound Just People laughing out there As long as could stay in silence For sure In a tiny house with a divorced woman itself This woman does not ask for money anymore May this woman be kind And this woman could be friends with May this woman not interrupt any more Don't have any friends for sure Stay here; in silence. (In Boarding House; Tiny Room)