Whirlwind Of Withered Blossoms Lyrics
Chapter 2 - Forgotten ancestors) Absent are the skies that tend the winds...


I?m taking a ride off to one side
It is a personal thing.
Where?
When I can?t stand
Up in this cage I?m not regretting.

I don?t need a better thing,
I?d settle for less,
It?s another thing for me,
I just have to wander through this world
Alone.

Stop before you fall
Into the hole that I have dug here,
Rest even as you
Are starting to feel the way I used to,
I don?t need a better thing
(Just to sound confused)
Don?t talk about everyone,
I am not amused by you.

I?m gon