Parachute Roof

Under this parachute roof
A little girl’s tears fall down
I don’t know
Whether it’s tears of joy or tears of grief

Under this parachute roof
I feel the tears
Tears that make my mind fly away
To the girl’s childhood stories

Under this parachute roof
I feel comfortable
And bored
At the same time

From this parachute roof
I go out
To meet green haze
And to gaze at her dream wallpaper

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