My foot

It’s not anyone’s fault, I know that
I’m still a STRANGER, even now
Even if we dream the same dream, drawn to the light
It just feels uncomfortable

A LOVE SONG that vanished in the wind
A POSTER I couldn’t shake off the clouds
I’m missing out on the PRESENT, holding it in both hands

I’m still watching the path ahead
I don’t care about the rain or the puddles
They’ll dry up soon
If one day I stop in my tracks
I’ll push forward like an adventurer, my foot
On this road with no direction

From the gap in the door I long for
A stolen PASSPORT, but that’s just impossible
Even if I dream of a town I’ve knocked down
I just laugh emptily

Rushing through the night, a FANDANGO
A ROADSTER that wants to fly in the sky
An ESKIMO waking up in the desert, swearing to meet again

I’m still watching the RAINBOW of the tower
Running along its back, it looks like me
I’ll never give up
Like a challenger who won’t quit
I’ll run, my foot, snapping my heels

No matter where I am, it’s a MISCAST
The HOST MAN with more to say to himself
I remember the lines to refuse, even when I’m not invited

I’m still watching the path ahead
I don’t care about the rain or the puddles
They’ll dry up soon
If one day I stop in my tracks
I’ll push forward like an adventurer, my foot
On this road with no direction
Let’s go, snapping our heels.