The indigo sky lights up, and the morning comes
I awaken
And wish to myself that it were all just a dream
There’s was a reason for the drops running down my cheeks
But I felt like it wasn’t from sadness or happiness
This dream that became a lie
Stung as it touched my wounds
Kindness, warmth, words, and time have ceased to have any effect
Before I know it, my reason to live transforms
A white tip is piercing straight through my heart
I don’t have a reason to die…
That’s what I believed, but then everything came crumbling down
A hummed melody, the feeling of piano keys
Footsteps, the cutting of wind, the beating of my heart
Even though I can’t see them
I understand them to be there
But they don’t reach me, I can’t hear them
The world begins to lose its color
Everyone
Is born here
Only to lose their lives here
Why is that a sad thing?
If this was all a fairy tale
Then a miracle would occur
And we would face a happy tomorrow
Before I know it, my reason to live transforms
A white tip is piercing straight through my heart
If my words will take to the air
And my feelings will remain on Earth
Could they continue burning as white nights, even after they go down?
I don’t have a reason to live in this world anymore
But I can say that my life had meaning
When you sing
The moon at night is something sacred to me
Because that light is one of a kind