(Rios)
SILENCE AND CLOSE YOUR EYES
GRILLI AWAY
COLOR TUNING UP THAT LATE
a blue cloth to perish
CONTACT FROM THE SKY
APPROACHING SOUNDS
dazes
BURN AWAY THE HOURS OF TOBACCO
LENS OF A PLACE TO TALK AND SENSA
NOISE BETWEEN THE LEAVES OF CYPRESS
THAT ONLY LISTEN
METAL ON WHEELS GO FAST
TODAY AND 'OFF THE SWEAT
TOUCH, LICK, LOVE,
physical' ILLUSORY
BELIEVE, HAVE
CRYSTAL TEARS
EMBEDDED IN THE SKY
I love the sound when he is silent.