when the cold, cold cyberwinds blow
::through the hole
::in your soul
(there's) something you should know
it's only nothing ..... empty space
virgin canvas ..... reflected face
you bring the warm, you bring the cold
the icy breeze, your heart to hold
the wound that bleeds
the soul that cries
you write the script
the tune is born
::you bring it all along
::the space reveals the song
[[...25 Mar 1998...]]