13. THE BUNGY

In the scorching heat of the room where the glass seems about to melt
Worn-out sun, please leave it for now

A certain variety show
From end to end dark topics, my dreams say no no no
Even expecting something from the lowest divination
It’s something I’ve become familiar with

My real intentions are always within a cage I made
Sending out an SOS that I can’t reach with my frizzy pride

Even now, if you would say my heart was Peter Pan flying into the sky
Someday, with deceived intentions, I would start running

Now, push your way through the headwind
Unfasten yesterday’s hesitation, hurry up and jump already
Let that chest act up, towards a pure white world
Take me with you

‘You and me will probably never grow wings’, what are you even saying
Don’t cheat like that, try and start running

Now, get entangled in the tailwind
As you open the wings of your heart, hurry up and jump already
Go up and down the space between heaven and earth repeatedly
Searching for tomorrow

Just don’t close those eyes