LYRICS
Colours and melody
float, but words crash,
crush and crumble,
bleeding blue blood
from ripples of yesterday.
Willingly I breathe in
her waves tumultuous,
her wings soft as sand,
her whispers, bells
tolling just for me.
A siren, sweetly swinging
as I drown, reminiscing
the notes lost and found
in my sound of music.
Once safe and snug,
my youth is silent
as I sit and stare, savouring
symbols on my screen.
(Image: “I am Willing” by Faye Wong (YouTube), also see “Heat Waves: I’m Willing to Do Anything” by Chun Yin Rainbow Chan)
Voices under the Sun 陽光下的聲音 