Someday

How can you bear to look at this withering soul?

That consumes my body

How in the world are you going to find a way to fix?

The oldest rifts

It's true, wind blows away bad things

But brings some other news that are bad too

It's not like we can choose

In this eternal opening and closing the grave

It's sure, I've lost

Some major parts of whatever it turns out to be

My most essential me

You hang on to hope

And wait until tomorrow

Day after day

But you'll have to care about

Someone else someday

You hang on to hope

And wait until tomorrow

Day after day

But you'll have to care about

Someone else someday

You'll have to care about

Someone else someday

You'll have to care about

Someone else someday