Swim away from ocean
flow like a jelly
to kill dead end guts
Sing was not salvation
to cure your red eyes
You think sad?
Oh-
Dream away from anxious
swim to ivory castle
to peal dead end lives
Plea was not redemption
to bend red bloom face
I think sad?
Oh-
Stuck in antique ocean
diligent fantasy
to save reality
pain was not the exit
erasing footprint.
Who think sad?