So many things, last in my dream
Left me alone, the lust in your scream
Crawling into the voices
Direct to your mortar
And I fell asleep again
Stopping my motor.
So many ways, driving me in
The one does gently, the other does not
So long good bye
Since I've been here
But I see you rising again
Walking through my corridor
One day I got up early with dream. That dream had many scenes and figures which I've known so well. My family, my friends, my buisiness partners, my love and lust, my hope, my home.
It was like a set of short movies representing my life today, but I felt alright and I wanted to be with that scenes and figures and feel their gentle touches.
I tried to put them into my words, but when I did it in Japanese, they changed their faces more logical and explanatory, so I did over it in English.
In more unreliable and dangerous way to me
I changed the word "rust" to "lust". I made same mistake in the last video-report of ZaKS. The word "encole" was wrong, "encore" is right. But I can't correct it!!!
