Strain

The strain always follows me

Like a cloudy shadow

100 miles I try to escape from the shadow

But the shadow stays behind my back

In the strain I could control myself

Through all the time to the best of my memory

In the other words I've been lost

So I have to get back in a wall of enemy

(It's like an old town melody)

The strain always follows me

Like an attractive widow

100 times I try to apporach that widow

But the widow stays away from me

I saw the dream in a sleepless night

Deep in the stream of consciousness

I heard the voice to a certainty

Deep in the stream of consciousness

When I was young, I saw this kind of fantasy

And this time I'm walking through the door

And go across the bridge

But on the bridge I find some pressures of my life

So I can never be the one who always free