TWOMOREKEY

I cannot stop writing songs. Even if the moon in the night sky shines purple. Even if the sands of the desert turn to jewels, Even if I am not allowed to speak a word. I cannot stop the singing of the stars that arise on their own in my mind. I may simply be drowning like a hedonist in the sea of "Pleasure". Even if I contribute nothing to this world, I still cannot stop writing songs...