if i could fall asleep last night
i will be able to run away from my midnight daydream
...
stay for awhile this afternoon
'till the sun drowned into
the bottom of our coffee cup
or until the cigarette smoke left by...

when the rain stopped,
i start to falling this sadness
through tears
and when rain started
i begin to limn this happiness
through a simple smile
i can't run away from it
i can't even just walk slowly move on
or should i turn around to the beginning ?
even the bad dream couldn't come to sleep...
when it comes to life,
a baby born is one of the chapter we use to know
but times have its own double side
the good and the bad
and the past, present, and future
will always the same...
there's no a perfect time in this such a messy world