I want to dive into the morning breeze,
Feel the airstream brushing my timeless skin;
Still the craving will turn into disease,
I will listen to your voice I hear within.
So I preserve your dusty memory,
While autumn leaves sink in red blooded rain,
Longing for Sun to end their agony,
I leave home, trying to forget their stains.
And chasing happiness seems natural,
While freedom spreads its wings like a newborn;
Your echo slips trough my veins just like a surge,
drowning my soul with no mercy to show.
So I just jump into the fresh open air,
While you are cruelly smiling and just stare.