We were running in a dream
Playing with the rainbow, spreading the color
And we made a belief, like a star
But the dream felt empty
Wishing the brightest star to let it shine
Begging on my knees with tearing eyes
God-knows-where it's gone!
Like a full moon dined by the dim
Her step stopped into the dark
She gasped, reaching for the air
Is that ‘a dream’ meant to you?
A star you wish to reach
A glass of water in dryland
A grain of rice in starvation
If you’re not willing to sacrifice something
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