Velonica

Drowning in setbacks, blending in with trends, singing while pretending to be happy
Telling myself to run more, recklessly heading into the wind
A glance at the northern road, sorry for the leisure, a one game that follows the tightrope
With mountains, valleys, and cliffs, the dust keeps piling up
On this endless journey, I stop by the edge of town
Tired legs thrown out gently, as I lie down, shallow sleep repeats
Seeing that same profile over and over, hearing those same words again
Am I the only one who thinks just being alive is sad?

The smoke from my cigarette swirls in the air, fading into nothingness

Surely, on those powerless, youthful days
You saw sadness you didn’t need to see, and now
You’re holding back tears you don’t have to hold back
We can’t live only on the truth
We’re not that strong, and it’s okay not to be

With heavy eyelids lifted, the world is spring
Parting the cherry blossom breeze
On the way to somewhere far away, were you in this canola flower field?
While I search the sky for the white flapping of birds, surely
You listened to the earth, searching for the black footsteps of ants

Peeling off the clown-like mask, standing on a hill forgotten by the sun

Basking in the moonlight, taking a deep breath
In a world without the sound of breaking glass or shouting voices
Even without warmth, we can keep living
But just living isn’t enough for us

The sprouting earth, the dancing trees, the fading rainbows, the passing days
The Spica in the night sky, the mysteries of the seasons teach us the truth we keep searching for

No matter how far we travel, the beginning of life
Is a single baby crying to be loved and to live
The reason for aiming for somewhere that’s not here
Is to know that the answer isn’t somewhere in the heart.