At the end of the string I reeled in, there was nothing connected;
Even pausing to sigh a bit, the answer is nowhere in sight.
I take that end going nowhere into my hand,
Tie it to my left middle finger like a ring, and start to dance.
Airily… swaying…
With light steps, I tie together everything lying about!
But can the irrationalities I cannot solve,
Even searching about here in circles… be solved by anyone else?
I saw it in a dream within a dream: if I could only make contact,
With that you who looked so much like me and the people laughing beside you.
Voices resound, seeming to melt my heart away;
I no longer have a need to prove my existence!
Floating… swaying…
In the scenery that floats up, I start to bury away everything lying about!
Even if they were to search about here in circles,
There’s no way anyone other than me could know of their existence.
Airily… searching ’round…
Until I can figure out the answer, I’ll keep connecting everything lying about here!