Lyric

There is no sea outside the window of the ward

But the sky on the eighteenth floor hides the secrets of flying birds

They don't belong to this city

But in the morning light, it pierced my fog like a sword

I want to ask the bird

How can I fly through my own body?

Flying over this aching bone

To reach the shores that have never been trodden?

Is the ocean still far away?

I closed my eyes, but heard the tide rising and falling in my chest

Is that the sound of a blue whale?

Low and long, it said:

"You are an island, but not a prison

Skeletons are reefs, and scars will grow corals. ”

Tone is like light

The first ray of light that penetrates the night

Tell me that rebirth is between the waves

Maybe the birds and blue whales are waiting

Waiting for me to fold the pain and memory into a paper boat

Sent into the boundless blue with the wind

I asked love, and love answered me:

"I am your sky, my wings are boundless

I am your ocean, my depths contain everything. ”

The hospital bed became a silent ship

Our unfinished journey

It is the southern star that twinkles in my eyes

Light up the days and nights taken away by pain

At this moment, I am no longer afraid

Because the blue whale told me

The abyss is not the end, sea level is the answer

The bird told me

As long as I am willing to look up, the sky belongs to me

In the dead of night on the eighteenth floor

I heard the wind coming in through the window

It carries the breath of the sea

Blowing an unknown white sail in my heart

I like to see

There is a shadow of the blue whale in your eyes

There are arcs of flying birds

There are all the unfinished sunrises and tides

I like to listen to blue whales singing

This moment is rebirth

I like to hear the birds say

You have learned to fly

I love hearing the ocean say, welcome home