I’m lining up ideals just for show,
And it’s about time I change them to their correct emotions.
Even with only one hand free,
I’m sure I can make plenty of bubbles.
Let’s head home alone, before we go out of style;
My breathing is getting a bit harsh today.
“I’m sure I can do it”;
Such nonsense shines bright.
So goodbye, Orange.
Outside the ticket gates, I can hear sighing,
As if you’re still around somewhere.
It’s not easy to do, but goodbye…
… I’ll see you again sometime.
I’d like to be like a pocket tissue,
Used and tossed aside;
Surely, all along,
While wrapped up in this 20cm squared,
I was feeling safe…
… but goodbye, Orange.