Dark Yellow crane
Cold barren tone
Scrape off the wind

A thunderstorm
Or sandstorm
Scar cross the skin

Don't lie
It's hovering around my mind
When truths unfold
And life
Is more than just to be alive
When all our hope is lost
I still hold on

Step on the silent field of hardness
Breathe in the violent feel of sorrow
Radiate sacred rays of morrow
Somewhere
Lone Star
From Afar

From wannabe
To never will
Perhaps, maybe
From roaring pain
To cascading wish to stop the rain
I don't even know myself anymore

(Did I do the right thing)

Don't cry
I know it's not the way you like
When hatred and grudges can't lead us the way
Why should we fight till the rose doesn't bloom
And how to survive, or die
Is more than a question how Karma would show
And how it's gonna end
I'm still standing

Searching for brightened sky of greatness
With a desire for the oasis
You gave me sacred rays of morrow
Lone Star
From Afar