little kitty baby eating marshmallow pie

oh mon

sometimes I feel like life is a marshmallow lie

aha.

little kitty baby eating the world with my face

nom nom nom nom

wonderflu song

In between scattered clouds, the moon is glowing red tonight.
Our belts tossed aside form an evanescent floral pattern,
Dear friend, you're singing your own special ballad.
Those days are long gone, and now the night of the apocalypse is here.

What dreams are planted under this quiet, snowy night?
And where will the buds bloom?
Extend a hand to me; everything is as it should be.

Leaving behind lost loves..
It is like the passing of the seasons.
At the edge of the world, a flower withers, and what you're thinking is...

Fish swimming a blue, fading river.
But no matter how lost they get in the current, this is my spot in life.

An ephemeral black rose in the face of a broken moon.
Where will the pieces come back together?
Lift me into the sky; the story is as it should be.

We talked about our dreams till the sun came up,
Then we said our farewells,
And drifted off into our own paths, floating away like little paper boats.

The day will come when you'll return,
To the way you used to be.
The spirit of sound weaves silence into the wind.

This feeling is fleeting, but let it be heard,
By the loves that I've lost.
From my eyes, tears fall; let us toast to this..