words: pure saturday


if the sunset is high above,calling us to catch the lights up,the heat of our heart,warms like the weather,so we keep walking hand in hand

grass in front of us,wont bury the road we pass like before,wind blowing softly,caressing our empty heart,so we never be lonely anymore

we re taking a long path,our steps are moving together,sunset is calling, is calling again
sunset is calling again

the story is out of line,we should pick it up again ,something has been made out,the brightening day shall arrive

the word can hodl the secret of the universe
and silence is the hardest thing
for us to unveil

together we reach happiness
part the ocean through the sky
and silence is the hardest thing
for us to unveil