Even in the fog,
There’s always a light to chase
Even by trying to escape from it,
It’s always by your side,
Like a compass with only one direction.
How can we be still attracted after that amount of time. Why can’t we just try something else.
Let’s go for another round to solve it out.
The magic will always happen. The circle will always remain complete.
There’s nothing more to do.
No matter the way, we always arrive on the same path.
Climb the fence. Do it. Do it again. Infinitely.
Let’s make this spot our departure. No matter if the horizon seems to be dark.
The time is going so fast, we can’t barely catch it when it comes. But we took the chance.