See when birds don't fly together
Feel weary when silence wraps around yourself
Like the roots of self-fiber in the forest of the soul
With the fog tricking us into doing wrong
A sweet smile of wishful thinking and a riot of reason in those days
The stage complained of joking and making friends
But when the imaginary shrouded in longing is silent and gone
Is everyone still happy where I'm going?
Never been an enemy from friend to friend every day
Embrace or hit while applying makeup
Now it's time for the smoke from the fire to seep through the air and disappear
These memories remain because in the heart are stored traces
It can't be repeated but it's a game in the heart.
Sad this time be longing for happiness of togetherness at the end of the day
I don't remember the amount of breath but I buried it into a living rainbow.
In all the beautiful colors only black that I know