Discrete Encounter Midnight
When I lose my face
I think of someone I knew
Tell him to wash his fingers with glue
After midnight we jump on a sleeping cloud
I am usually naked he is always proud
When I lose my time
I run as far as I can
Spotting myself waist-deep in a sand
After midnight a stranger is sober and mute
I am licking the rain he is biting the fruit
When I lose my sight
I lock myself in the ice
Give me my handcuffs I'll prison your flies
After midnight your hunger is darker than sun
All I wanted for us was to have some fun