┏ʻ ° ⌜永遠に ⌟ ° ∙┓

┗∙ ° ⌜ 永遠に ⌟° ʻ┛

when

will

we

reach

the place where we can paint our eyelids

tender   y  e ll o  w     b  l     u       e

and pretty fish that dance over our skin

the place where we can wear gowns with blue

fish  p   a t   t e   r n   s

      &          swim with   them

to the edge of the  g a  l   a    x      y

the place where we can

e  x    p      l         o           d            e

and swim away as millions of golden fish

toward the starry river in the inky sky