IRC-Galleria

(English)

I crawled underground digging a tunnel
Not knowing how far the tunnel would go on for
With my soil-covered scoop in one hand
I was searching for your arm

As I gathered up my patchy happiness and sowed it
I was crushed by your strength

Burning
Burning
The scar on my palm that wonÂ’t go away
Ripping through the gaps in the red clouds with my tattered wings
Finding a me who can fly well

Where will the eternity I drew while I was in my cocoon
Put out its bud and open its flower?
The morning eventually brings back the night
Captivating me

Moonlight
I believed that as I groped around
My arm would get tangled with yours and IÂ’d find where you are

Burning out
Burning out
You wonÂ’t come back to the place we promised
Running through the black earth in shattering pain
Finding a me who can fly well

If I canÂ’t hear you scream
I want you to crush me in your hand
While I can still call myself “me”
Your arm holding me back becomes silent dust
I just quietly
Looked up at the sky

Burning
Burning
The scar on my palm that wonÂ’t go away
Ripping through the gaps in the red clouds with my tattered wings

Burning out
Burning out
You wonÂ’t come back to the place we promised
Finding a me who can fly well