I was walking down
the streets of histories
I was weaving all
the wasteful energies
I see million different
faces in my dreams
Can’t tell if it’s fake or reality
I was driving my old bike
along the stream
I got river veins
right up to the sea
I see lovers being
shy of kissing deep
Can’t take out the girl
inside of me
I was climbing up
the hills of industries
It seems no one
speaking up unanimously
Get all dizzy in this town
that never sleeps
Keep up with your drinks
and then you’re free
I was walking down the streets
walking down the streets
I was walking down the streets
walking down the streets
I was walking down the streets
of mysteries
I’m still counting
on hopeful energies
I’m in heaven
or in hell or in between
Can’t tell if it’s fake or reality