I solemnly swear that i'm up to no good.
Now, I cry under my skin.. Even if my tears that headed for the sky, fall down to the earth as rain and wash the years of pain away,
No! Forgivness, to me utter wastefulness
No! Without any reason, the uncontrollable anger
No! I, pray for redemption with awkward words
No! Here I go, Come back!
Wings that lost its strength, Days that seem as if they’ll turn into ashes
Dreams that I will fly broken into fragments, my morning lost its shine.
Truth, something everybody has. But all they show in their faces are lies.
Am I to search for the me that will be remembered in eternity?
Bearing resemblance to me, filling up in my heart and growing Innocent
Burning like a bright flame, finish like the brilliant red glow of the sunrise I’m waiting for the rising sun…
Now, burn my eyes. Sun comes up, blowing the fog
Never lies, to be your mind. Got to be true
The road I must undertake, 101 realizations, realizations I will never attain. That is reality.
So that I will not be ashamed before my sun, I just try me.. and now
Truly where does chaos end?
Somebody talks it’s not the same answer everyday
Desire, would it be the sketch/draft of happiness?
Somebody talks only time can tell the answer
It’s as though life is a star, rushing through an endless map
(it’s) as though, while finding numerous questions and answers, draws an in:complete picture
Time flows forever, and I know well that it does not return
Don’t leave behind regrets… try and even swallow the anger spawned from lonliness.
Trust in the value of happiness that arises/evolves from the weary tears.
A small kiss to the hands offered by trial. From the garden of hardships, my innocence bloomed/blossomed.
Although nothing’s determined, everday will continue with a new day.
No! Forgivness, to me utter wastefulness
No! Without any reason, the uncontrollable anger
No! I, pray for redemption with awkward words
No! Here I go, Come back!
Wings that lost its strength, Days that seem as if they’ll turn into ashes
Dreams that I will fly broken into fragments, my morning lost its shine.
Truth, something everybody has. But all they show in their faces are lies.
Am I to search for the me that will be remembered in eternity?
Bearing resemblance to me, filling up in my heart and growing Innocent
Burning like a bright flame, finish like the brilliant red glow of the sunrise I’m waiting for the rising sun…
Now, burn my eyes. Sun comes up, blowing the fog
Never lies, to be your mind. Got to be true
The road I must undertake, 101 realizations, realizations I will never attain. That is reality.
So that I will not be ashamed before my sun, I just try me.. and now
Truly where does chaos end?
Somebody talks it’s not the same answer everyday
Desire, would it be the sketch/draft of happiness?
Somebody talks only time can tell the answer
It’s as though life is a star, rushing through an endless map
(it’s) as though, while finding numerous questions and answers, draws an in:complete picture
Time flows forever, and I know well that it does not return
Don’t leave behind regrets… try and even swallow the anger spawned from lonliness.
Trust in the value of happiness that arises/evolves from the weary tears.
A small kiss to the hands offered by trial. From the garden of hardships, my innocence bloomed/blossomed.
Although nothing’s determined, everday will continue with a new day.