I hear its whisper in a distance
I feel the graceful dance of the air...

-Garden of Memories-
A garden painted on hollow green...

I'm a knight
Courage is my sword...

Holding a cupful of empty hope,
I sit alone in this blurry, cold night...

Twilight dip,
the aged pine...

Ive painted a picture
With songs and lullabies...

Along with the ink
That drips within my fingers...

A sketch of light
draws me a captive...

Drooping eyelids on a pale moonlight
I'm uncoiling my feelings in sketching the night...

My friend be strong!
I’ll proved to you nothing could go wrong...

The sun have just shine,
Warmth of the clouds still i can't find...

Just when I thought
I found the courage...