The static idyll pleases my eye

Within a psychoactive fantasy

Since the day you parted our ways

I've had this pricking sensation on my skin

The idyll flatters my retina

The idle spell veils my sight

The idyll blocks my vision

Sometimes sorrow gives me the creeps

Somebody, focus my world-sight!

Narcisse are shooting up in the garden

The catalyst crept away

She eloped with your confidence

The static idyll pleases my eye

Within a psychoactive fantasy

Since the day you parted our ways

Narcissi mushroom in narcosis

The catalyst crept away....

A piece of mind from her still remains

Solace screaming in my face

The frozen idyll pleases my eye

Narcissi shooting up in my garden

Narcissi mushroom in narcosis

A scent of narcissi affects my mind

Chris Juris 1992!