The air that is light and free

Why must we chain ourselves to the heaviness of the earth?

 

The gravity that pulls us to the world

Wouldn’t it be nice to float even further and higher?

 

Where the air is thin and frail

Leaving no room for company

 

I do not mind my own solitude at all

I am only afraid of poor company

 

Turn back time

Turn back hearts

Turn back reality

Wash it all off

 

Into the depth of the endless ocean

Into the mirror of moonshine’s face

 

Into the light of Sun’s creation

To warm the Moon in her darkest hour

 

Mirror mirror on the wall

Why am I afraid for the frozen to be melt?