Too Little Time

The light was blown away by the arrow And the silence was still there The goggles came close and covered me It is like a strange thing The break in the canal Somewhere in the mind Like a fresh moisture It was a rush on the last trip Keep on standing Maybe the gate of old age I was looking for Sweetness is only win00e and love Days of kiss Life is the boundary path The time when colorful dances Anywhere lost losses And lovely forms I know he does not come but he thinks waiting And after many days he will wrap and drink No picture was cleared Only the time has come to mind Waiting for me to go..