2. Hologram

Now being invited by the pure-white scenery
I will go, towards the yet invisible world

I traveled as a lost child under the mouse-colored sky
on the map that changed with the day, countless dreams were showing
Hey, I wonder if even with my tiny steps
I will one day be able to go beyond those clouds?

Pretending to be tough, the raindrops that came falling down,
as if seeing through my wounded heart, repeat their irregular reflection

The straight lights are intersecting
Without telling where they’re going, they pierce through anywhere
The faint afterimage is burning on both my eyes
it should reach towards the yet invisible world

With the black and white stickers I was unconsciously sticking
I was hiding the important things
more beautiful than a treasure stone, or flowers, or star shine
This hologram called a ‘dream’, this commotion

Overflowing, defying, the scenery I painted one day
The nostalgia and the sadness now bursts open like foam

Stumbling on the straight road,
If I peel off the scabs, I can surely become stronger
Now being invited by the pure-white scenery
I will go, towards the yet invisible world

Beyond the misty sky, there is rainbow-colored light
Each time it shakes in the shadow of tomorrow, I hear a voice calling me

The straight lights are scattering about
on the afternoon after the rain, they bundle and fall down
The infinite gradation is now mixing in with it
No matter what place I am in under this sky
I am sure to reach the yet invisible world