In silence the lonely sky
The orange biases paint your shadow
Shaking the soul to a real longing
Create a sense of being desirable
Orange tone at dusk
Slowly faded into gray
Together with tears
Which is slowly falling to decay
At the end of a sad twilight
I walked myself foggy orange
Want me to cry
Mourn the crazy longing
Now your weapon is no longer meaningful
The sky covered with your light biases
It is just a metaphor
That termed a breakup
