I wish I could keep the feelings of when we first met as a token of gratitude
I wish I could take it out from time to time, eat it, and replenish it
I can't pretend not to notice
It's been free to walk away
I can't do it anymore, I'm at my limit
There's nothing more to say other than a gentle lie
But those fingers, ah
The night's silence, the cold wind, the heavy air, the invisible stars
I can hear them from somewhere, the knock-down
I wash my hair, but I can't eat it, the type of anxiety
With my half-torn little finger, the hope of today
I wish I could have a supplement to endure the goodbye
I want to balance my half-torn heart and body
I can't pretend not to notice
It's been free to walk away
I can't do it anymore, I'm at my limit
There's nothing more to say other than a gentle lie
But those fingers, ah
The night's silence, the cold wind, the invisible stars
I can hear them from somewhere, the knock-down
I can feel it even when I bite my lips
The sound melts and disappears
It's a dream as cold as a glass
Ah
The night's silence, the cold wind, the heavy air, the invisible stars
I can hear them from somewhere, the knock-down
When I reach out my hand for eternity, I can see the bones
The will to fall asleep, the ambiguous paradise of my parents
The night's silence, the cold wind, the invisible stars
Ah
The night's silence, the cold wind, the heavy air, the invisible stars
Can you hear me, Doctor?
The night's color, the torn wings, the rainbow, the twinkling stars
Can you hear me, Doctor?
The night's color, the torn wings, the rainbow, the twinkling stars