A wish unfulfilled She'll never be reached But we'll keep on flying Higher and higher Above the clouds Beyond the horizon Till the air turns thin Where like blade cuts the wind We'll keep on rising Higher and higher Till our hearts turn blue Till the blue turns black And then white: nothing And then perhaps We could touch her heart
In the beautiful land of the rising sun they believe cranes live a thousand years, and if you fold a thousand origami cranes (one for each of their years) one wish of yours will come true. Folding them didn't make my wish come true, but I guess wishing for a heart is wishing too much. So I set them free to roam the sky, maybe that way they'll reach something I can't. - Pencaricahaya.