The light that passed through the window from outside
Became the first friend created on the floor
My empty hands were easily lead
And taken out into the dream since then

When several ordinary things are layered
Sometimes magic is born there
But that was probably a demon
Since then, I am in the dream that doesn't wake up

Inside the cage, the bird chirped and realized
Things lost, things that can no longer be turned back

Why does the body crave to live?
What is the heart seeking?
The continuing world that the lungs inhale
The proof of life exhaled countless times
Now, the sound of the turning key
The lost object whispers
In all that the red blood circulates
Pulling towards the place where the invisible thread unravels

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Remaining detached from night and morning
Continuously facing choices
No matter how much is offered
A treasure so out of reach

Do you want to regain it, or did you long for it?
Beyond the bonfire, swaying and disappearing
Is it time to go there, not here yet?
How far into the dream that won't wake up

If you're going forward to the future
Listen to the song of the wind blowing until dawn

Even if someone disappears, the stars rotate
Tomorrow turns today into the past
A perfect world, cruel to the extreme
Somewhere, an ant stumbled again
The drumbeat of the heart still echoes
Guiding only that way
With doubts, in all of that
The believed feet will carry you

Why does the body crave to live?
What is the heart seeking?
The world connected without learning from experience
The proof of life exhaled countless times
Now, the sound of the turning key
The searching object whispers
In all that the red blood circulates
To the place where the invisible thread unravels