Endo,
hallucination to point blank;
blank slate, it's never slate, too late,
Pseudo, where are you, what did you do?-
I see the insight from the breakthrough, just what did you do?
where are you from?
Endon, the end is so lonesome, for me, from you...
for me, to you, tell me; how are you?
what did you see? the freedom....,
rewind what you see: blank slate, it's never too late-for me for you....
let the rain fall at your call, lose it all;
the watershore blues, for me from you,
as you fall, fall down-crash down for the watershore's hue:-
my own blues,
where the love has said it all before,
beside the watershore......
take me away, take me away, as I'm on way.....
let me go, let me go so I'm let in-inside this world, beside the watershore,
Endo,
all I know,
let me go.
