[CHORUS]
They threw the bone to the wrong side of my mouth*.
I recognize tomorrows from today, that's why my hopes are lost one by one.
That's why I'm quiet.
That's why I'm alone.
PART#1:
Power of the life is always above his, that's why he sulk.
Like the tale of my hair, a turning to white from black.
I'm exiled inside as an obstacle is put in front of my hopes.
Because everyone is free, but wired fences are for me.
Only the alone understands how alone feels.
An axe has touched the skin of the weak tree.
The comet couldn't stand this and slid away.
Years are gold, stealers are thieves.
Living is no different than being worn out.
I recognize tomorrows from today,
I think that's why my hopes are lost one by one.
Now, my friends are children staying away from tales.
My luggage is prepared hastily. I'm on my way but out of breath.
My one hand is a fist, the other is a slap.
I get harder though my fragility.
Mistakes cost a lot.
This is how you climb the floors of mistakes.
[CHORUS]
They threw the bone to the wrong side of my mouth*.
I recognize tomorrows from today, that's why my hopes are lost one by one.
That's why I'm quiet.
That's why I'm alone.
PART#2:
People are worn away like rocks, if their wave is grief.
Leaves fall themselfs, if the season is fall.
I would've wanted to help my life, but understand.
I am worn out with time.
Inside me is very crowded, neither was the outside me left alone.
Poor turtle's house was demolished with a flounce.
It has been a long time since I finished writing, the never-ending winter of mine.
I got used not to be surprised, I calmed down as time passed.
My one hand is a fist, the other is a slap.
I get harder though my fragility.
Mistakes cost a lot.
This is how you climb the floors of mistakes.
[CHORUS]
They threw the bone to the wrong side of my mouth*.
I recognize tomorrows from today, that's why my hopes are lost one by one.
That's why I'm quiet.
That's why I'm alone.