Dream, once so clear in my mind, just like a little boy, dreaming of a dazzle car ..
Even now, I still believe own a dream is much better than no dream..
Reality, a killer of the colourful bubbles...
witness the break of the bubbles, one after another...
but life is still going on....

the sky, after the rain, he and she, you and me, expect the rainbow...
like a kite looking for a dream in the sky..
the move, the move, how long you haven't feel it...

Dream is the fountainhead of my life..
no matter how much ordeal there will be....
life is so beautiful even the hardship looks so lovely...

Then, what can you found
any move, how little they are
catch it enjoy it


With love ... Manson