Arte Moderno

I see colors and figures on the ceiling
Of this square room you tell me about
Symbolizing the waiting room
Where we will meet the future between heaven and hell

And I've been staring at this fire for two hours
You say it contains the sphere
A red dot in the middle of a canvas
And I slowly notice how I grow and lose patience

Here comes the delicate part, the souls
Random pieces of metal
And now I'm supposed to let
My mind at the service
Of your way of telling me
That there's no one who understands you

I keep trying

Not to fall into this
Nervous breakdown
Fantastic mystery, unnatural phenomenon
You are modern art

Nervous breakdown
Fantastic mystery, unnatural phenomenon
You are modern art

And tell me what it means to you
This way of throwing yourself on the floor
Moving your feet
Enduring a backwards show
Not making anything clear to me
Losing count of the times
I took the bait
Thinking nothing would happen
That everything would end in a happy ending
With flowers and claps, tired of laughing
Congratulations, thanks for coming
I'm very sleepy and
I see colors and figures on the ceiling

Nervous breakdown
Fantastic mystery, unnatural phenomenon
You are modern art
Nervous breakdown
Fantastic mystery, unnatural phenomenon
You are modern art