We know the light,
the glimmering sphere...

Colors Are Our Life.
Blue, color of the bright, day sky...

Two eyes,
Two eyes we see...

Departure of our love I sit here alone,
For I was maybe, not the one for you...

I wander these lonely streets,
Sighing in disbelief...

An obliterated habitat,
A toothpick factory is attached...

Of galaxy organizations,
All scientific corporations...

The crowd rages with anger,
the gladiators await inside the stadium...

They say good-bye,
as feeling follows them...

Everyone has those days as a kid,
nothing is working out...

You see the sunset shine,
as you lye atop the field...

Why is there no end to this depression?
What is it they want, what is their discretion...