Sunday, February 22, 2015


words of evil words of spring
they land on the same being.
well, why shall we stand tall?
We'll reconstruct our logic from our past
and we'll have international forecast.
then what shall we do after?
then we will get sun-burnt,
Go on radiating underwood's Flamboyant.
what do we get in the end?
we hyberate
and celebrate
with wandering mind open,
and eternal beliefs soften
Underwood is booked
The rice is cooked.