and the lilies stayed
the roses did too
by the side of the road
with you.

you've walked a path
dark and crippling
it was difficult journeying
i know i know

the flowers stayed beside you
like lights across the path
the flowers stayed beside you
like i couldn't, like i can't

you're my microcosm,
my small world of dreams,
the love i never earned,
the smiles i need like water,
an ecosystem of wonder,
a factory of cloudy days,
waiting to rain crystals
and diamond droplets.

you are my microcosm,
my little world of dreams
where you and i touch with
no boundaries between us,
my microcosm, my universe
my little world of dreams.

I would love to sit in a seat
In a train to Busan.

I'd have my ear buds in
And music playing in my ear,

And when Magic Shop plays
My beating heart would calm.

I'll have a pen in my hand
And a paper on my lap,

Just writing my heart out
As I ride on that train.

I'll see a mother, her child too
I'll smile at them because they're rather cute.

I'd then start dreaming
As the trees run by.

A window is but a door
A door to an outside dimension.

I'll dream I'm asleep,
alone on the train.

My feet on its soil,
My hands in the air,
My smile spilling
My soul out there.

I'll dream I'm alone
Except me and the train
The pen and paper
Will soon call me again.

I'll sit in a chair, on a train to Busan.
However long that dream takes
It will happen, I guarantee.
This dream is too small
To not happen to me.

i try to look for you
in the city lights
but you've disappeared
into the darkness.

hoping you would hear
the silence i was screaming.

I am trapped inside of you–
Trapped inside a dream.
A dream you have of me–
Each night by the window
With a breeze cold from the shore.
Each night you sit there to dream
A dream I'm trapped inside.
I mourn your love for wondering
Because you only dream
Of a me I can never be.