DESCRIPTION:
This is my first finished song. I know it is not a good one, but I like to know what do tou think about it.

The actual lyrics are:

Since you vanished from my days time goes slow, nights are endless
Pieces of my life crawl on the floor, obscuring my senses
Lots of newspapers, dozens of notes,
with funny words we invented.
Beer cans of brands I've never heard of,
pictures with happy faces
Suddenly the kipple fills my home
like a weird a story from "the twilight zone"

All these junk seem to grow before my eyes, filling the spaces
you left empty when you packed your stuff and left with two full cases
There are only shadows of you
Tears don't leave traces.
Just a bottle of shampoo
And death flowers in the vases
I am wondering if you were true
and fall asleep watching re-runs of dr. Who.

things make more sense in my dreams
I wish I could sleep all my life...

I take my motorbike to run away from all this kipple
From the sky are falling cold raindrops of glass and nickle
Do androids dream on electric sheep?
or do they dream with people?
I'm quite sure I clean and sweep
Where is the source of kipple?
Please don't wake me up if I sleep