尘迷

Fall has come

Slowly but surely, we will need heat

It’s been many a year

since I left home

As if overnight leaves turned green to yellow

O, yes

All those years have gone by

My lover from back then, where has she gone?

Back then the sunlight had come streaming down like this

Flowers have bloomed in the corner of the walls

They don’t know the people outside

have been controlled by a thing called a phone

Perhaps around the same time each year

This little miracle comes and goes in the shape of illusion

And the you at a quarter past two in the afternoon

Is already gone

You’re obsessed with your game

Day after day going by like this

You’ve already forgotten your fathers face

When a great man becomes a great tool

Theres no knowing when the real adventure will begin

Copying happiness and copying emptiness

Copying the castles in the sky, copying the vast mystery

Come on, Black Moses

For example, kids are running

For example, the sea is playing with the walrus

For example, no sight, and so no existence

For example, no asking, and of course no knowing

The cat plays with a ball of string

People playing with cars playing with people playing with cars

Exploiting ourselves from within is the only option

Feigning freedom, the only true freedom

Flowers have bloomed in the corner of the walls

They don’t know they’re sacred

Don’t know the spring wind

has already been supplanted by chemical fertilizers

Perhaps around the same time each year

This little miracle comes and goes in the shape of illusion

As fresh and alive as yesterday’s rain

And the you at a quarter past two in the afternoon

Is already gone