I know the side effects of beginnings
And that there are many corpses buried beside the foot you stepped out on
You see that flower?
That don't even know the name of, (Which) is just beyond my line of sight, is blooming with nutrients from buried corpses
It hurts inside, this inner place I share with you
If I jumped here now, would your insides quiver too?
Find a bouquet to decorate
For the departure and the days of prayer to come
I'm sure I know the feeling, that a part of me is glimmering mixed in with them
I'm staying afloat and sharpen myself
If I let the wind take me where it will, I can go anywhere
I'm embracing my weakness
And I love this embrace
Find a bouquet to decorate
For the departure and the days of prayer to come
I'm sure I know the feeling, that a part of me is glimmering mixed in with them
