Fleeting rain, fleeting moon
Dusk of east coast
Grabs the noon
On purple skies, I grope the stars
Intelligent universe enthralls this thought
I wander, I wander far from home
Oh Singapore, where have I been?
Amidst the diverse humanity
I blink, I swoon
This aching soul, I am coping soon
Melody in the air, in my ears
I hear a voice deep within
Sterling promises from faultless Deity
Those myriad dreams I ponder
Randomly, randomly chasing me
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