I hear nothing but the whistle of the wind
Could that be the breeze of cold war?
A war that defends from no one
Who would you fight when there's only you;
You, in the world full of nothing.
I'm feeling so lost and I don't want to go anywhere
I refuse to look for hope. I want hope to find me
I hear nothing but the ambiguous sounds of the decrepit city below me
I succumb to the eternal sound that kills me inside.
It's the only thing I hear besides muteness of life
Stop me from the deafening silence. stop me from desolation
O Stop me from this solitude
The solitary feeling that makes my vision dull
black, white, grey. It's all such a shame
I'm trying to keep myself alive; I'm not ready to die.
Why would I go out? the sun never seems to shine
Can hope give me my life back? An ethereal life that was once mine
How do I keep going, how do I fight this war?
I hear something I haven't heard for a while
could it just be a voice inside my head?
could it just be a fragment of my imagination?
I hear it again, it reverberates my whole surroundings
"Hello?"
I run towards the sound. Something stupefying happens
I begin to recognize colors that was stolen from me
from the transition of black and white
turns to shades of blue, green, red, yellow
O Sweet delusion that's toying my mind. But it wasn't a phantasm
"Hello," I say
Tears trickle down my cheeks
Waves of utmost bliss crash against my core
I'm saved by the grace of one or two voices
It's real. They found me. Hope has found me.
