They say life is full of paradox
All you gotta do is gettin' used to this marathon
"Do you think the world is harsh on you only?
Everyone has it hard"
To the grown up you
Those words can't be your consolation
Listen carefully, winter
You made me bloom
Now I will send forth my blue aroma with my branches
I'll show you that there's another sky
I'll call forth the autumn that was once like you
