no distance to here

well, yesterday was kind of a different day, apparently cause i had no idea you would be on the other side. sooner or later the words had to be opened by that far away smile.
you said maybe it's all part of the bigger plan. that the days are going quite fast and technology is only a step behind the true nature we've all been hiding so well.
you showed me the economist and proved strongly how europe is giving her last breath and that the future is over there. wide open at your doorstep.
you waved at me the record you stole from your friends place, the songs playing over and over again on new year's eve.
i don't really know very well if it's the brooklyn heights or the vague memories of those greyish clouds over by dumbo at nightfall that reminded me of that woollen sweater.

it's closing time for now, the shops are empty and distant voices can be heard by each doorstep.

sooner than now, sooner than yesterday. the time will come.
the all time burglars keep coming to my head and the time will come.
just wait and see.