Faster than the Sun

Faster than the Sun

I was in my room with the sun
Close to sleep I was there waiting for some good news
Sometimes the time you go home
The miracle is gone
I spent a week in the starting-blocks
But I heard no gun shot
The miracle was gone

I thought we needed some extension
But echoes were flattened faster
Than the sun set up
And the balloon is gone away
The audience is so silent

Our memories are made of moments
That ain’t worth any footnote
And sometimes all the tragedy
Can’t stand along the melody
We were singing different songs
I’m stuck on a board but not for long
Like a butterfly

All the pages gone
I would have written gone
Writing their regrets in my mind
The best stories are blank pages
This is some hand I can’t see
Blurring some catastrophe in my head
When the battle is gone and the field is empty

I’m still grabing the curtain which I can’t close
And my body is cold
Everthing’s gone through the window
And the balloon is gone away
Everthing’s gone through the window
And my body is cold

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