1 Hour - Delicious in Dungeon - Sleep Walking Orchestra by Bumb of Chicken
291 Hour - Delicious in Dungeon - Sleep Walking Orchestra by Bumb of Chicken
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Lyrics
The light that slips through the window from outside becomes the first
friend on the floor
My empty hands easily taken, led away into a dream.
When ordinaries stack up, magic sometimes resides there,
That must have been a devil; since then, I’m trapped in an endless dream.
Inside the cage, a bird cries, awakening me,
To things I’ve lost, paths I can’t retrace.
Why does my body cling to life, what does my heart seek?
The world continues as my lungs breathe in, proof of life I keep exhaling.
Now, hear the turning of the key, whispers of what I seek,
In the flow of red blood, I draw the invisible strings closer.
Caught between night and morning, I’m continually faced with pressing
choices
No matter what I offer, it’s never enough for the treasure beyond reach.
Do I want it back, or is it just longing, flickering and fading beyond
the bonfire?
Is it time to depart now? This isn’t the end, still in the midst of an
unawakening dream.
If we’re to keep going,
Let’s sing the song of the wind that blows till dawn.
Stars keep spinning even if someone vanishes, tomorrow turns today into
the past,
A world so cruelly perfect, an ant stumbling somewhere.
The drum of my heartbeat still echoing, it’s the only guide I have,
Doubting, yet with everything I have, these believing feet will carry me.
Why does my body cling to life, what does my heart seek?
Foolishly connecting worlds, proof of life I keep exhaling.
Now, hear the turning of the key, whispers of what I seek,
In the flow of red blood, to the place where invisible threads unravel