and in the morning

I was lost,

lost in all of my lunacy that goes with it.

I was lost and never came down,

only when one came dow and asked me to help him.

One crazy step into a world that lost its own steps and memories dies with themselves.

So he asked me,

may I use you cell?

He told me he lost all his belongings.

He told me he lost his way.

And told me his name,

a variant name of such heavenly body.

There the dream fade away.

As if I was only a memory to him,

not for me.

He came down to give me notice,

everyone can lose,

but not the sight to aim bright.