I'm not looking for the sun goes down
I'm not gonna stay there from the dusk till dawn
Short to say-- i'm not 'para pencari senja' kind of person
I love to hear a rhythm of piano and violin
But something in your heart isn't a rhythm i wanted to hear
Melodies are what brought me beyond the clouds
But i'm nowhere to be found everytime i track your musical notes
I never clicked with anything but my taste in music
neither with any memories you could cause
You don't know what you are about going to do
Hope you know that it sucks
And i'd be the most stupid person
If i keep trying to find an answer for a question that would be unanswered
Till this torn of poems become dust,
Those answer wouldn't be mouthed by the sound of your silent mouth
