In this lifetime, you can mix knives and paper doves
On the rooftop; if it craves, it's hollowed out

I fell down this daylight
Blind man's arrow
Buried in my love's heart
Tape was wound

Life ties backdrop figures and puppets in scissor hands
On the outside, all of these words are falling down

I fell down this daylight
Blind man's arrow
Buried in my love's heart
Tape was wound

Porcelain light
A moonless night
In closing

Porcelain light, a moonless night
In closing, always closing
Kept your force, nobody shows
In closing, always closing
Fortunate day, simple to say
In closing, always closing
The curtain is drawn, the light goes out
In closing, always closing