warbear – Idea01

Foggy street, carrying the morning glow
Rushing home, in a hurry for some reason

A white wall appearing in front of me, then vanishing, rising ahead
An idea keeps bouncing inside my head like a ping-pong ball

I’m alone, a single vessel
Missing a step on the stairway to heaven, breaking into pieces

A white bird reflected in the spilling red blood
Sailing through the air above my head

I noticed you from the balcony, waving to me, but
For some reason I couldn’t make myself wave back, just kept looking up at the sky

Completely alone, an infinite vessel
When someone gets broken apart, someone else becomes full

An idea
That keeps bouncing day after day

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