Inside my heart, The yell is continuing always
This state, without holding the name that can be yelled and the like
No
matter which hand I extend, the things I can't reach
If I don't know anything, in spite of that I have no wants
Many times, many seasons
Arbitrarily the end is beginning
Merely continuing past a far away place
Seeing the
same place.
My wings are getting dirty, like this
Having forgotten that I spread them
The feelings are still too strong, that
day
My wings are getting dirty, like this
Even with the scratches that I've gotten on accident on my body
Devoting
everything to thought
I can fly far away
In the times that I've wanted someone, I know I'm alone
The quiet loneliness is unbearable pain
Many nights, many dawns
But the length of the shadows continue changing
The extent of the sky and even the setting
sun
I can't see where it's going
My wings are getting dirty, like this
Just squatting here
Still the pain seizes my strides
My wings are getting
dirty, like this
Able to think that it's nevertheless good
Surely, how long before I'm free
I can fly far away
Many times, many seasons
Arbitrarily the end is beginning
Merely continuing past a far away place
Seeing the
same place.
My wings are getting dirty, like this
Having forgotten that I spread them
The feelings are still too strong, that
day
My wings are getting dirty, like this
Even with the scratches that I've gotten on accident on my body
Devoting
everything to thought
I can fly far away