VSD: 8. A Stained Line

The stream of time came across the time
My goodness is gone , I stay
I’ve felt it down below
So I belong to the past , care about me

Don’t Stay Here , don’t go there
Where is my place
Feel the line , but I’m not shining
The fact remains

Satisfy my curiosity
Never beyond my capacity
I believe I did so I exist
Close my eyes , I feel my pain

Don’t Stay Here , don’t go there
Where is my place
Feel the line , but I’m not shining
The fact remains

So I can feel the past of mine
I feel like believing stained l