My own things...

I keep on singing while covered in frustration, blending in the trend, and pretending to be happy.I told myself recklessly to keep on running up slowly towards the windward.I glance at the path I've walked, can't afford to lose time, companionless I participate in one game."There's mountain, valley and cliff" and the dust keeps piling up.I stop by the suburban area in the midst of my endless journey.I spread out both my tired legs and collapse onto bed, and sleep shallowly over and over again.I see the same profile, hear the same words over and over,"Am I the only who thinks that life's so sad when you're only being alive?"

The smell of cigarettes swell up to the sky, and cease to nothing on that day when you're still young and powerless

Now, having witnessed sadness you should have never have seen,Crying tears that should have remained dry,We may not be tough enough to live on truth alone,But you know, we don't need to be.

Kinda like I'm watching the same drama over and over I've had that feeling for a long time But the moment you smiled for me A new story began Those faded days, hanging suspended in space I knew they were filling with color Now open your eyes The courage that you lost, that was switched for loneliness Hold it high in your hands The tears I was holding back I just remembered them all I'll grab your hand And the story will start


I want to live in a world of peace without conflict, like the one I've seen in my dreams.I just can't keep it inside, I've gotta say what i wanna say.the bus stop at twilight, on the way home saying bye bye bye to the sad back of others.your face doesn't show them your fighting pose.A world like the one I've seen in dreams without conflict, daily peacebut in reality, there is such daily trouble,that I sometimes regret those rolling daysyou would never hold a lie, no neverall my loving, without it, I can't go onsweet love like I've seen in my dreamslovers searching for hidden placesbut in reality, the days we can't meet continue on, but I believe in rolling dayseven if you stumble, way to go, yeah yaya muddy rolling star!

Dancing flowers flitter down over a blue sea, sparkling, flaring, burning.....

Heedfully, into the sky,Petals pour down like fireworks,The song of love in our hearts echoes in the air.

Fireworks explode, sadness takes over.

Spring, a dazzling display of fluttering flowers over a blue sea beats down,Let your feelings of love resound! Protect your beloved!Fight with all you've got until the bitter end.This flower will keep burning.