When a cat look at me, Each eyes as an ocean
No questions, just an old life tree When a fish swimming out, Hunting each bubble in sea
In the brain, just a simple melody When I search around me, I'm not gold, I'm empty
I'll give my words to an old life tree Bubbles are so round, There's no more meaning
I'll give my words to an old life treeWhy? Why? Why? When a bird fly away, By the lighthouse
Looking at the ship and starfish Bubbles are so round, There's no more meaning
I'll give my words to an old life tree Why? Why? Why?