The murmur of dawn No one is here As the falling stardust returns to the eastern sky Tomorrow perhaps There is nothing to see here Even then in the end You’ll cradle my head in your arms Listen to the ancient ocean’s song The small boats of the afterlife are saying something to me But I can’t hear it all My heart flutters then High in the sky Even with both arms stretched out They break off This place is always open you know But no one comes A long time I wait patiently The children who cross the ocean Awaken with the flowers
Its skin is torn What is this? Seawater pouring from its body A beautiful creature Crawling outside