(It's for you, my dear brother
I appreciate that you share you life with me
Life is always like this, a tide, sometimes high, sometimes low.
sometimes bitter, sometimes sweet.Just take it!)
Again woken up by the noise
I hated it but had no choice
If only i could choose to sleep
Hate them playing loudly in deep
Admitted i had bad mood right now
And in my head the words resound
Stone just told me about his fear
Saying last night he got a nightmare
In the dreamland his girl waved goodbye and never back
Awaken with a start in dark his heart ached inside and ever sad
Thank God, buddy, it's only dream and not true
Turn on some light music it would relax you
Believe it or not, what is yours would never lose
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