How it feels when someone won't let you in. I promise I won't break you.
BY THOUSANDS OF MILES<br/><br/>Some yellow light is drizzling from the lips of these vivid bulbs. The city seems to be a selfish castle in the arms of the night. I seem to be a shadow in this lavish s...
I THANK DESTINY
Do I remember meeting a fortuneteller or a prophet?
The drift of my thoughts down the river floats with its bell.
What is going back?
What's rushing ahead?
The stars first met me when ...
YOU INVENTED ME< br/>< br/>You invented me as Pygmalion created his goddess. Pygmalion fell in love with the marble’s brightness. Are you in love with me or the moon’s sadness? The weather is chan...
Fantasy and lyrics. Philosophy and romantic feelings.
HOW FAR IS YOUR LAND?< br/>How far is your land? I am a crystal piece in the stony sand. This dawn dew may blink in my hand. What music is played by my time’s band? I measured the miles in my weary b...
IF I HAVE ARRIVED<br/>The air traffic has become the sky's pulse. <br/>Should I be jealous of the passengers travelling far? <br/>I am without a suitcase, barefooted but calm. <br/>My aircraft flies t...
I'm a Blue Rose in field of Dandelions. I'm different, but won't let that stop me from success.
How it feels when someone won't let you in. I promise I won't break you.
BY THOUSANDS OF MILES<br/><br/>Some yellow light is drizzling from the lips of these vivid bulbs. The city seems to be a selfish castle in the arms of the night. I seem to be a shadow in this lavish s...
I THANK DESTINY
Do I remember meeting a fortuneteller or a prophet?
The drift of my thoughts down the river floats with its bell.
What is going back?
What's rushing ahead?
The stars first met me when ...
YOU INVENTED ME< br/>< br/>You invented me as Pygmalion created his goddess. Pygmalion fell in love with the marble’s brightness. Are you in love with me or the moon’s sadness? The weather is chan...
Fantasy and lyrics. Philosophy and romantic feelings.
HOW FAR IS YOUR LAND?< br/>How far is your land? I am a crystal piece in the stony sand. This dawn dew may blink in my hand. What music is played by my time’s band? I measured the miles in my weary b...
IF I HAVE ARRIVED<br/>The air traffic has become the sky's pulse. <br/>Should I be jealous of the passengers travelling far? <br/>I am without a suitcase, barefooted but calm. <br/>My aircraft flies t...
I'm a Blue Rose in field of Dandelions. I'm different, but won't let that stop me from success.