She didn't know any better,
they'd all croak...

Surrounding boxes
she never gets the chance...

He was hidden behind
olive fingerprints...

Hands smaller than before
with see-through creases...

How could my heart have been
so subtly lost...

You're a momentary home,
beclouded among my many...

My yellow hair wakes you up,
platinum waves cascading down...

She's chasing those white lines-
fighting traffic...

Please let the golden sky bloom again.
Wasn't it just floating above my dreams...

You're weighing if you'll be around
to see me fall in love with you...

Da da doo da
We've already flown away dear...

We have witnessed the peace of times....
with twisted kites and coils of that rich...