The cruel history is still holding. The time raised this valuable theory. Learning crushes the mistakes. Only on the days we cry, we rip the times.
And now, the background of the stories we tell and pass. We know it and the truth at the bottom is crazed. What our behavior means. What comes from our knowledge? Though we wait, the answers won't come ahead.
Cannot connect each person's thinking. Everything is ill-matched and awkward. High ideal. Sickness and poor minds. Ignorance becomes a brag. Such a sad distance. A miracle of sinful brains.
Now switch. Dare tomorrow. Hold a great force to avoid agony. Left in a self-alienation. Have faith in both erasing you out and loving you. The origins play frightened in a small garden.
You extend your heartbeat hoping to Satisfactiory circulation Forget the body you have entrusted Smile at the corner of memories
Even an accidental streaming voice wont touch tomorrow Awkwardly pile up the isolation with anxiety one by one It keeps talking without ceasing before me Even i can do little There is nothing i want to hear What is that i can do for now?
The times i saw the place i ended up I grasp the vision i found in the end
Shut everything up from the world again For a tiny ray of light Set it free from this anxiety Raise it carefully There is ntohing here Suffer for nothing as it is Walk around cause its entertaining Couldnt keep the promises to replace you I always carry it with me until the time comes I know you wont wait Because you are farther away from me Caught up only be earning Dont even try to let it go
At the end of the world i found out i cant turn back Staring with farewell. then comes the time the promise expects Someday...
Eyes that abandon individuality and hope you dislike Exhausted moment melts into a given sigh.
This feeling goes on endlessley I obtained after a total transformation The map comes back into a faded color I tear it and stray The past, tomorrow, the future, its all fixed It goes on, intense, growl, it goes on Stop, eternally, calm, stop Reach ahead, stir, reach Mark today- go mad and mark
A prvilege is circling in the sky in invisible speed. Not knowing anything. We are obliged only to follow. With which authority can we refuse? If I dive off there It'll beyond me and everything goes forward. I raise my arm, thinking I understood. I follow this large line of people. Conversation is the only way, I release and return. Connected and go on. The course to a conclution. A beautiful time has passed. Only the darkness and vivid red flash over the road. The light is too small. Can't see ahead. We reach our hands to our destination.
Who is to blame for this heart that killed. Had a will to return, but he reproached me. Solidly wait for a next chance. Why he seems so gentle is because he is wrapped In a curtain and a shower of light. And he hides the truth with the language He had barely studied. We don't wish to, but he talks The opposite. Holding the peace as an excuse. Words he tells are vague. Acceptants don't bother to Replace them into their own words. They just repeat what they're told. Even truths are known. Even everything is understood. Reconciliation covers whole. It changes the air. It changes the faces.
Stare at only a moment ahead and hold on to tomorrow. Not only the right things exist. Crucial to think about it but the acceptants don't even think. They pretend they are not listening. They must have heard. They must have seen. Have a conviction but to be vanished deeply in grumble. The time was surely beautiful. It had been sunk into oblivion. Standstill is an absolute necessity. I look around. Despair and the speed overflow in my mind.
Lastly, stare at the sky and praise the will. Reconciliations lying sprawled one on top of the other. Action gets ahead of us. Keep believing without realizing a long gone shadow. Hide a voicless word I saved yesterday And lose track of it.
Time goes on treasuring the fact in my mind That your pain has gone. Grief repeats one way or the other, Leave the door open with high thoughts. Damage the present memories. It stretches a complex maze. Stray into it, pause for a moment, And trace its shape deeply.
A heart embeaces the courage and stops secretly. It forgets the times. Fall asleep within the sound. Leaving us behind.
A face of darkness is so peaceful. We got a little envious of it. I reflect my thoughts and prayed for my pain to stop. I became naught for a will remains in the ashes. My heart moves and gets high. My eyes freeze on. My heart avoids the truth and the eyes. And now the words echo. They were spelled by scraping my life. Now the voice I kept screaming crossing my mind. Cry only once and now I desperately ride on time. Divided and found, I saw the end. The answer I tell by ceasing. Farewell is incomplete. Believe and doubt. The the beginning starts.