I stroked the chimera of tears and sobbing
I stroked the chimera of happiness and disaster
And it seemed to ease me up
The blue sunlight stuck to the windows of the train, which seemed To be melting at any moment
It spurred me on to tomorrow, even though it killed many lives
The sound of the wheels lulling us to sleep
Even when my eyelids fell off, the afterimage remained behind them
If we could mix еmotion and sentimentality and make thеm into Something that we could take in stride
We wouldn’t be disgusted by the shabbiness of the road home, Nor Blinded by the glare
Try to separate the two worlds
Separate light and dark, just like God
Will we be forgiven if we go over there to one of the two worlds?
Both pedigreed myths and crossbred philosophies differ only in Whether they truncate or align inconveniences
Can't we just hold what we like and what we don't like together?
This city does not want lights yet
The windows reflect the same blue sky as in the morning
Let's put the key in the front door
Let's keep our eyes from swelling
I can't leave the same way I left yesterday, or before, though
After I stroke the chimera of an open seam and a sob, of happiness And disaster
I don't mind wrapping myself in a warm towel
Listening to that melody one more time
And thinking about people who can't go home right now
The short night makes me worry about them
I stroked the chimera of tears and sobbing, and it seemed to ease Me up a little
I stroked the chimera of happiness and disaster, and it seemed to Ease me up a little