P.R.I.C.E

A maze of samsara
A route of karma
First note, last sound
The left and the right

It's a price you could ever repay
(Ever could I repay)
It's a place that you have no way to escape
(Please remember, I can't escape)

My innocent sinner
My guilty lover

Bury me with your sweetest nightmare
Prepared a story for your first cry
And another story so as to close your eyes

In the meantime, there's a lullaby
To dream alive and dream a life

Dies away requiem
The colour of your lips still red
Wakes you up again in my nightmare

Bury me nowhere
It's ruthless to forget
Yet an infectious heartache to reveal and regret
Who dares to wither for a second time deserves a finale

Written a poem with your first cry
And another poem written with your last smile

For the later-comes, it is a lullaby
To dream alive and dream a life