• Why is the world such?
    A world where you cannot break,
    Break any boundaries with your own hands.
    A world where you are weak,
    Using metals in place of your wings.
    You want this and that too much,
    But you are blind to see what is beyond.

    If I just had wings to fly I will be happy,
    But is that truly sincere?
    How can I know that I won't wish something else?
    To wish myself somewhere not here.
    To wish myself freedom in the sky.
    All these wishes are sapping,
    Sapping my ability to see what is beyond.

    Why is the world such?
    A world where you can break,
    Break any boundaries.
    A world where you aren't weak.
    You can use metals in place of your wings.
    Don't wish this and that so much,
    Instead, see what is beyond.