Desolation, isolation
that means where I stand
combination of information
that means where I've been
Discomfort of depression
I know well it's ill
but anxiety in reality
it would never disappear
I know I need to be sure about me
and I know I need to stop repeating wandering
It's hard, it will always be
I'm fully aware of it
I wanna have falling
endlessly dreams again
long for the rough texture
of Chinese old bricks
wish I could run on the
rugged hill of cornfield again
I wanna swim in the
nostalgia of childhood again