Seeming important, used to seeing embraced everyday
Truely wanted and desired things
Do you believe in them?
Even for the time being, the now
Is satisfied
Seeming to not run away and grasped lies
The soon disappears
Carelessly taken into the sweet labyrinth
There are no exits or the like, rotting away in boredom
"Don't let go of my hand"
While afraid, while lost, living, feeling the bitterness
Gripped tightly, an opening of both hands, experience the wind
Begin because of things abandoned, begin protecting things
If your hands grasp at coming to peace, this time it will be the real thing
As if not broken, concealed, your shaking heart
Making a gentle face, with counterfits
Long ago made to eat
Even if you try impatience, you don't return to anything
Show hollow emotion
If you only make a painful expression
In the slowly flowing time of sand
Melting in eternity without an end
"Don't open your eyes!"
While moving, while distressed, going around beleiving in the future
Opening the eye inside your chest, cut the darkness
Discover because of things that injure, seeming to locate proof of strength
If reflected by unmurky eyes, this time it will be the real thing
Idle existing state, tranquil emotions
Because somewhere it resembles, fall without feeling apprehensive
"Don't let go of my hand"
"Don't open your eyes!"
While afraid, while lost, living, feeling the bitterness
Gripped tightly both hands opening/gap experience the wind, now
While moving, while distressed, going around beleiving in the future
Opening the eye inside your chest, cut the darkness
Discover because of things that injure, seeming to locate proof of strength
If reflected by unmurky eyes, this time it will be the real thing