I can't look up in the evening sky
It was full of those feeling,
Feeling of the world is ready to leave me alone.
It was funny,
How it saying goodbye by making the skies red.
Even the dawn is already promise a new shine.
But, the sun never shine the same.
So here i am.
With a bucket of paint written "BLUE" on it case.

Everyone has something they hold.
Something they never want to lose.
Something they want to protect.
That's why they pretend,
That's why they lie,
That's why they hide the truth.
Thinking peoples will understand without being told anything is an illusion.