Sometimes you don’t know what you need.

All you can feel is just what you want.

There’s not that many things about right and wrong.

It’s just between bright and shadow.

There’s no place called heaven or hell.

Just on the tip of your tongue.

Whenever, you yelled toward yourself.

Through your soul there’s a door named lost.

Inside the deepest sound of the tone,

There will be a fabulous warm like home.

So give up whole the world, forget about the love.

Open up just ... one second for the hope.

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