-insert title here-

misleading mistakes and shortcomings
make for wanderers-turned-nomads, searching,
seeking and yet, not finding on solid land.

i know it's true... but do they?

i wonder if their search is in vain.

(shi shang zhi you ma ma hao)

'ni shi i ge xiao mei mei' --
wo bu shi i ge... see, how
may might turn to june and still, and still
the lights turn on but off again.

and it's like a morse code
message over the hill
but can anyone see it, yet?
yet still, it's quiet, now.

(mei ma de hai zi xiang ge cao)

a breath of wind, and each footstep
is another fight against an unseen foe.
have you spotted it, yet?
time washes grittily like how sand
sticks to your feet at the beach,
getting under your toes
and in near a heartbeat:

(li kai ma ma de huai bao
xin fu na li zhao)

xin fu na li zhao?