I like to eat...

I like to eat.
I like to sleep.
I don't know what's more sweet.
And you are right,
I also like
to write the songs, about what?
I am alone.
I see the boat
inside of Space, inside of me.
I am alone,
that's why I play
under the sky.
The sky is grey.
I like your words
about me.
You don't touch
my head and sea
inside of me is roughing, oh.
What else, my star?
The future - night,
is so dark,
and you are like
the music note
in strange words.
I like your words.
I like the words.