En média : Orbital - Halcyon

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Again and again, in my head it repeats

The sounds of both victories and defeats.

When I hear it stop, it just starts again

Always present, the chime of a bell

Like a persisting, nonidentifiable smell

Rings and rings, of my thoughts the refrain.

Maybe it is coherent, and there is a meaning

That I cannot find yet, and it leaves me starving.

Maybe this is a score, whose the composer

Is either me, or some unknown writer.