Pillows Black Sheep
My agitated mind Is such a mess It couldn't get worse A fire sparks at my feet It spreads like the wind blows Engulfing the city in a roar of smoke
Someday, surely I'll be able to get along with everyone The boy who had such a dream Was that me?
There's not a single person Who'll honestly call out to me As I listened to the sirens At long last I understood
Faces and shapes and hearts, everything Is simply distorted Even if I knew any kind words I can't remember them
After I left Peace returned to the town It was wonderful To dream for so long But I won't return