Testo Quasi

It’s a hazy dawn
It’s an old blurred picture
Not here nor there
Quasicrystalline

Wear my skin
Make it fit
It is all on you now Is it sweet?

That shattered image
You try to make whole
That festering wound
You have to let flow

Wear my skin
Make it fit
It is all on you now
Is it sweet?

A fork on the road
Still it’s my own
Hearing these voices Still I’m alone

If only you could see
Quasicrystalline
Let it all be
Quasicrystalline