Fiction

In this despair-like weather's red sky, I start to whistle
I was looking for my position that I can stand in, within the crowd of people
After I find out that it's an un-inviting world and tears start to fall
I spread into this lukewarm sentimental

I start to sing this song that's almost like a useless spell
The waves that I can't understand anymore I tried to match it
If you're looking for my emotions that I deserted, it's still missing somewhere
What did I lose, to be myself?

Sunset Sunset The reason why I cried
Sunday Sunday The meaning why I laugh
Sunshine

If I could close my eyes and imagine I'll spread both my arms wide open and fly just the way I am
I flutter the wings of a distorted dream and as I go through the darkness I feel like I can I ride on the wind
Calm Evening Calm Evening Calm Evening I flutter
Carry me Up to the future Up to the future

I keep searching things that are already solved I stand still and can't move
I can't help but hang my head down because of the slightly bitter sentimental, but
I try to move forward even if it's one step at a time Even reality is a parade
Even if there are no Dogs, Pheasants, or Monkeys just march on forward!

Frame Frame I cram in the scenery
Phrase Phrase I start off leniently
Flat

If I could close my eyes and imagine I'll spread both my arms wide open and fly just the way I am
If I duck under the darkness with the freedom I found with the warped dream, I wonder where I can go up to?
Sunset glow Sunset glow Sunset glow gets dyed
And it projects only the future only the future

It's a UFO It's a flight I don't like that Drop me off mid-way
It's going to shake me off It's going to take me away
It's a parable

This is fiction

If I could close my eyes and imagine I'll spread both my arms wide open and fly just the way I am
I flutter the wings of a distorted dream and as I go through the darkness I feel like I can become the wind
If I could open my eyes and become sincere I would be able to catch even your tears

I feel Gentle Love Melancholy Deep and Remote
Congestion
View of the streets
Far away universe I run up to it
Panorama
Ozone Layer
The atmosphere
Pierce through
Good bye
Good bye
Bye bye----