Among the fake ones and the extreme
Lost within minimalism's dream
I tried to find you
Among the talks and whispers
But there were no sign of you
I ketp walking
Among the kings and the citizens
You might be the boy who works for them
I started crawling
From the sun to the moon
Among the breezes of darkness
Between the moist in the sand
Between the gap of each dying star
Between the splashes of thundered billows
In the sandstorms of my own heart
I found you
You were there, my darkest weather
Watching over me
all along