一个理想主义者。
 

sightline of NOWHERE

I feel the sightline
But when i turn, it disappear
Lost in (the) crowd, in the air
Nowhere to find

I feel the sightline
Of NOWHERE
With a little tension, but not fear
It like a net open wide
Lock me inside

Why birds fly
Why they stay
What is cage
What is FREE
Home or jail
Or be lonely

I feel the sightline
Of you
Bold and bare
firm and straight
As I trap myself in your heart



2015-01-20 /
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