Come to me...
Don't wait any longer.
There is a strife in the wind
That illuminates with harmony
The foreshadowed sun...
As October arrives...
A lonely ghost...
How was I born?
How have I manged to stay alive despite all I need?
Sunrays turn cold...
Bright eyes in dim reflection
There in the water of your baptism
Change in life. may be impossible.
Symbolized the chain on my heart....
Still wearing religious necklaces
Knowing all to well, that I'm not of this earth.
Though the pressure of hearing your voice, still
Echoes through the weightlessness of me
Something beyond the clouds...
To pull at the limbs against a thunderstorm
You are pure in nature as I cry without tears
Just as blood droplets, trickle
From the arms of my sleeves
Into the same water of your revival...
The second hand of the clock
Beats opposite the rain
Opposite the fragile hearts...
No longer synchronized
Summer's gone... with one thought still remaining.
How have I managed to stay alive despite all I needed?
Is there no peace, quick and painless?