Sky bluer than black,
land blacker than blue.
I'd see something,
but I can't get my eyes to open.
Only then, when
you're beside me,
I'm complete as a person.
Could I rest, rest, rest, rest,
on your lap?
A metallic taste in the mouth,
whenever I'm afraid.
when iron is stuffed in your mouth,
I guess then you're allowed to be afraid?
But I forget,
Everything redundant,
trivial talk.
Could I rest, rest, rest, rest,
on your lap?
From somewhere arrives the rains,
will a painless night arrive?
Will a foggy morning arrive,
does the valuable work continue?
I left flying in a vicious circle,
into the atmosphere of a mountain bewitched.
I want to rest, rest, rest,
on your lap.
Last year or was it yesterday,
possibly I saw my dream?
Did I fly too much, I don't know,
which way is down?
Into seatbelts,
I got stuck in,
Jumbo jet hijacked from it's path
I want to rest, rest, rest, rest,
on your lap
Something is preserved from everything
Now only something is left over.
Yesterday joy, tomorrow pain,
now it's just sadness.
But in time I will enter the world,
I'll land on my feet,
and I'll get to rest, rest, rest, rest,
on your lap.
Are the pennants still flowing,
Is it still just hatred?
Do people still go to war and peace
like a soldier?
for better or worse,
stay beside me,
next time I'll take you with me.
Could you rest, rest, rest, rest,
in my lap?