Taken by the sinking blue,
Gotta understand hatred to understand,
True meanings of love.
Does not end until the end comes,
And people get replaced again,
But this keeps repeating on and on!
Another start…
A win prearranged is no fun!
You won’t get far, you can’t escape,
If you get lost,
Oh, black swallowtail!
Clinging to this tangling moment,
Until we’re repainted in weakness,
The things we lay eyes upon will be switched out with reality,
But is the world really fine like this?
Space created by the silence,
We capture sadness and regrets,
Pondering immortality.
Let’s forget the idealistic,
Project the strength and weaknesses,
Hiding deep within the complications.
Time goes by,
While dreaming of the future…
With no concern, it’s slipping through,
As it destroys us over and over.
The shadow that parts and the light that’s born from it,
Are always here in this moment, even now.
The things we obtain have their colors reflected in reality,
But is the world really fine like this?
Throwing something away…
Betraying something…
Breaking something…
We search for what’s really true!
Clinging to this tangling moment,
Until we’re repainted in weakness,
The things we lay eyes upon will be switched out with reality,
But is the world really fine like this?
Who is gonna be telling who?
Memories and presence passing on by…
Tell me who is all of this for?
The more we question,
The more we’re scattered to the wind!