Just like that lyric. Purify the colours, purify my mind. Feeling really peculiar. Images popping up inside my head and I remember that night when I was walking in an alley five minutes away from my home and noticing an old closed barber shop. There was also a broken bicycle left in front of it. I had never noticed it.
It would be nice if there was a Whisper Community. Yeah, Whi.Co. Where everybody could make ''...shhh'' and then a choir of ''..shhhh'' follows. OK. Moving on now, 'cause it's getting a little late.