Mister Peeping Tom Anderson....

[Neutrino]

You are talking.
And somebody listens?
To you. Yourself.
Peeping Tom.
Your Loneliness.
Is listening.
You want to talk.
But you are not allowed to?
It´s you. Yourself.
You´re Listening to.
Peeping Tom
Your loneliness.
Your mouth is wide shut.
Coz´ punishment
Was never cut.
It´s you. Yourself.
Payback.
Your solitude.
You are listening to.
Peeping Tom
Are you dishonarable?
You are listen in *g.
Others would love
Listening to you.
But you don´t
Won´t
Trust them.
No more.
Is you. Yourself.
Are listening to you.
Peeping Tom
Your Lonesomeness.
You quieten somebody.
But still observe him..
And can´t stand truth.
It´s you. Yourself.
Your reclusion.
Is talking you.
Even telling you.
You. Yourself.
About secludedness.
Peeking Tom.
You start to talk.
And you are listening.
To you. Yourself.
And wonder.
Coz black
Should be silent.
But is not.
Is shouting out.
Crying.
It is you. Yourself.
You´re loving.
Or not?
And still listening.
To you. Yourself.
Speaking Tom?
Could that be true.
Silence?
Watch out for you.
Yourself.
Speaking Tom.
So high on a tree?
From backdoor
Still to the three?
Peeping Tom.
It´s you. Yourself.
You observe.
You are lovely hating.
Scream it out.
In a miracle of time.
Somebody will listen.
To you. Yourself.
Which means,
You need to die.
Eclipsing binary.
It´s you. Yourself.
Telling you a stroy.
And you´re not listening.
To you. Yourself.
Are hating.
You.Yourself
Peeping Tom.
When will you start
Miss understanding
Got the twist?
That truth was made for you.
Is You. Yourself.
You´re listening to.
And you were made for the rest.
Which ain´t you.
But you.
Were not made for truth.
Listen.
Using that
Holy moment.
When you are
Too weak
To cry
And willl
Have to listen
To the silence.
To you. Yourself.
And then....
Speaking Tom
Listen.
To the other ones.
Telling them.
He must be great.
He is not the almighty.
For he loves you.
Yourself.
And the others.
But is alone.
One life.
And.
Can stand it.
Even you. Yourself.
Peeling Tom.
In your loneliness.
When others will tell
The Story.
Of a speaking
Peeping
Peeling
Dying
Silent Tom.
With his mouth
Wide shut.
In a fairytale.
You will know.
The secret.
Peeling,peeping Tom.
About You.
Yourself.
And all of them.
Of us.
Yes us.
And you will
Stop peeping!
Tom
You will love.
And love
Will make you
Feel yourself
And stand you
Yourself.
Your lonlyness.
Mister!
Tom Anderson