I¡¦ve got no heart today.
But I just can¡¦t¡X Move around my body neatly.
I don¡¦t laugh, I don¡¦t cry. I¡¦m just like this from living.
Because¡XI gave my heart a vacation.
Because I¡¦ve got no heart today. Just can¡¦t pass through the heart.
I¡¦ve turned out like this today. I walk the streets with the after-work crowds.
This heart doesn¡¦t have to work.
The eyes reveal no emotion. Can¡¦t come out from the heart.
As for myself, see me as the night. From the shirt a button falls.
Don¡¦t have to place it in the body.
Eyebrows express nothing. Language conveys no emotion.
As for others, see me as the day. The wind swirls on my chest.
Place it on windowsill.
I will be rational as hair. Words are just expressionless.
Day and night are chaos. The wind has lost direction. I pull tight my shirt.
Let it go. In the morning check out the view.
All combed in one direction. Broken fluorescent lights don¡¦t matter, broken
clocks don¡¦t matter.
Blow the blackness of the night into the day. Discover the concave chest is
cold.
In the afternoon take a nap.
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Guide the wind in one direction. The 9-to-5-ers are busy as usual.
Blow the whiteness of the day into the night. It¡¦s true, need a heart to fill¡K.
Not passing through my heart.
Not coming out from the heart.
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