Yellow Machinegun
In A Box
Stepped on the blowing the windTo the skyArrived at the place, there was a boxThe color of the box was changing,Like a human's heartDon't know about this boxBut perhaps I know itIn a boxIf I open itIn a boxCan I satisfy?Stepped on the blowing the windFrom the skyI came back hereA box left in my handThis box fell like invite to meIn a boxIf I open itIn a boxCan I satisfy?Is there the thing I wanna know there?
From Letras Mania