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Plastic Tree
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Drinking milk, I stagger
Drawing a sky-like airspace
Being sucked into a dark tunnel
Endlessly, I'm counting my nails
Biting them, counting the days
Opening the window, waiting for the end
Sliding
The speed of the scenery
Gets faster and I
Stand still
Wishing for a not sad tomorrow
But in a deeper blue
I'm painting the world, surely
On a night like a needle's moon
I found my melancholic shadow
I nailed it so it wouldn't chase me
Looking at my new wounds
Why am I crying again?
In pain, I'm becoming honest
Sliding, when the scenery stops
I felt the breaking future
A memo climb, a white morning comes
Because it disappears
Like nothing happened, surely
Biting my nails, counting the days
Waiting for the end
And someday, beyond the window
You'll wave at me
Laughing
Sliding
The speed of the scenery
Gets faster and I
Stand still
Wishing for a not sad tomorrow
But in a deeper blue
I'm painting the world, surely