
In and among the dry leaves
In and around the coughing faces
Seeing the time arrive
In the fields here the harvest is just done
On the street where roaming people having their fun,
We can see moving time.
In the dream I am dreaming
Where my past is still continuing
I see the time run In every step
I step In Every move that I move
I find myself lost and lost without direction
As there’s a voice inside my head saying
‘You’ll never reach it, the time has run off’…
I always want it move
Try always to run with it sometimes,
I’m going have to lose
As my faith is shaking to make me bend
And everything left vacant,
At last, at end.
It comes in a new form,
With many love, nice sharing,
And many quarrels, many wars within
Through flowers, through cards and website
A celebration is made world wide.
In and around the coughing faces
Seeing the time arrive
In the fields here the harvest is just done
On the street where roaming people having their fun,
We can see moving time.
In the dream I am dreaming
Where my past is still continuing
I see the time run In every step
I step In Every move that I move
I find myself lost and lost without direction
As there’s a voice inside my head saying
‘You’ll never reach it, the time has run off’…
I always want it move
Try always to run with it sometimes,
I’m going have to lose
As my faith is shaking to make me bend
And everything left vacant,
At last, at end.
It comes in a new form,
With many love, nice sharing,
And many quarrels, many wars within
Through flowers, through cards and website
A celebration is made world wide.
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