No Meaning
If roads had no cars to drive upon them
Then, people wouldn't have any direction to follow until the end
Champaigns don't have cliff
Oceans don't have water
Clouds don't have the sky to fly
Why? What happened?
If songs don't have melody
Then life won't have any happiness or sadness to sing
Free time but nothing to do
I am not trying to be busy
Who wouldn't have to climb up and down
Ordinary doesn't have "special"
Living and living, my sweat comes around my body
Dreaming and Dreaming, kiss to the future
When people don't have brains to think
There will be no ugly thing
When people don't have hearts and no feeling
There will be no sexuality
If, there is no death
People will not need faith to survive
Oh yeah! I've never though about that
But that doesn't mean me, I've never hidden myself
Asking and asking, could that be a wish?
Living and living, just like a mess