For Rest Gimp (ENG VER.)

How disheartening it is

What life shoves down our throats

In my pockets lie the fractured sand and the sharpness of sludge

And the sweets I never get to taste in time

So I weaved a lucid dream

With the passing in an hourglass

Just so we don’t need to rise any more

I lead you away from the crowd, and place you under the tree

Your quiet eyes stopped wandering

Igniting the silence in my chest

Which falls into your hands

Turning into sealing wax that melts like gold

A rhetoric of invitation

The night that slipped away from my ears sounded a lot like rain

The forest canopy that lost its clouds

Moonlight kept falling between our eyes

The Milky Way pours into tree holes

And the searing wind began to blow

Unshared thoughts sprint across sleepless nights, splashing an explosion of colors

Filling the yet to meet motley in a blink of an eye

The Milky way leaks in between tree-tops, lighting up forgotten lamps

Two stars resonating in the frequency of 52 hertz

Swaying, swaying

Drifting away with the heart of a dandelion

Holding the fishing line of dreams

A white deer gazes into my morning