Board your destiny before it runs out. Just this dream makes the future seem to shine. At what point did you begin to pay attention To the chrome thorns? You see the importance fade, While your love also becomes just as bare.
What is this sweaty game of throwing it all away you continue to play?
Continue to board this destiny before it runs out. Chase it in a boat that cuts the winds of silver.
There's no need for this continuous puzzle to go on. Just this dream makes the future seem to shine.
You wouldn't do it if you thought you'd die, But being patient could kill you. Don't be modest about what you say. The raw truth is what makes it good.
Your parties will continue to be bad unless you work harder at them.
Go where the distance won't be so depressing. Without knowing the boundary line, can we go?
Stop searching for things that are nothing but beautiful. Anything attached to this world will get hurt.
An irritated soul waits in the water, wishing and desiring for better things.
Continue to board this destiny before it runs out. Chase it in a boat that cuts the winds of silver.
Things will continue to be the way they were, without change. I instantly reach for my dreams and clasp them tightly to myself.