2021.08.01.
Flickering of Time
The monster seems like a crying childIf someone would just tell him it's going to be OK, the whole world would change
Where could that person be?
He seems like a little boy wandering through the unknown streets
For so long, an image has been flickering in his head, whose memory is this?
From somewhere, the chimes of a bell echo through the evening streets
He starts to say it would be wrong if their hands parted and yet
He lost the way home, he lost the way home
The memory slips from his mind
He falls over, looks around