Meaningless wordplay, a meaningful dream of consciousness
A tarnished yet pure melody casts a brilliant shadow
I don't understand difficult things, but as flowing symbols
It starts to chase me, and envelops even my mistakes
As they are
An infinite poem of revelation, the finite wanderings of words
At the root of the clear motive, it vaguely trembles, then stops
I don't understand difficult things, but even though you're downcast
You're cute, so take my hand and let's fly together
Until we're satisfied
At the end of the beautiful spiral, let's admire the warped soul
In a kind moment, let's sing, carried on the rough wind
As I think, as I wish, it changes shape, as it's done
What are you thinking, what are you wishing, what are you talking about, what deception are you practicing?
I wrap things in lovely words and send them all to the one I love
Dazzling hope always transforms into a shape that's not the one I wished for
At the end of the beautiful spiral, let's admire the warped soul
In a kind moment, let's sing, carried on the rough wind
As I think, as I wish, it changes shape, as it's done
What are you thinking, what are you wishing, what deception are you practicing, what are you talking about?
As I think, as I wish, it changes shape, as it's done
As it's distorted, as it's decorated, as it's refined, as you are