I'm afraid of silence. To fill my blank, it has resounded the treble sound of piano and monotonous lofi beats. I'm afraid of lonely. I look at withered flowers. I realize that the days are flowing. And I realize that I'm alive. I seek an answer for the sound that will snuggle up to me. Alcohol and a scene in the movie go around in my body. Like flying in the sky, like that I didn't want to end. I remember the old days that I didn't want to end. It's getting thinner and getting hazy. Those days are starting to be sepia. But like flying in the sky,like that I didn't want to end. I remember the old days that I didn't want to end. Like sinking in the sea,like falling to the bottom. I think about now that I don't want to end. I'm still alive and still singing songs. So I'll spin the melody. And I'll be there today.