Lyrics of Wang Sulong's bedtime story

Forgotten bedtime story

I saw the last word

Only then discovered conceals the ending the pause

There are new notes

I have also written several poems

Poems that can't explain why

The strokes of time are more real than me

Write my shadow

Life is like a book. It's a little strange and difficult to understand

Hazy, I didn't think I would take it like this

But I think of my confusion at night

Can't explain the dreams every night

How many turns does the earth start to practice turning around

How to go back to the beginning of practice

Start to practice being friends with your shadow

Start to be lonely, start to live alone

I take care of myself

Write your own biography

Read myself again

After reading the story of the past

Tears wet the old cover

Only then understood young frivolous oneself

There are new notes

I started to write about myself

Even if no one can explain

When the sun rises, I begin to see myself

A brand new story

Looking back at their own pace, out of a long clue

The clue requires you to guess a word

Or a few words or a lifetime

Never stopped

I walk by the memory of the old me

I'm carrying a new story

I want to talk to it

You are me. You are me

New bedtime story

How many turns does the earth start to practice turning around

How to go back to the beginning of practice

Start to practice being friends with your shadow

Start to be lonely, start to live alone

I take care of myself

Write your own biography

Read myself again

Forgotten bedtime story

I saw the last word

Only then discovered conceals the ending the pause

There are new notes

I have also written several poems

Poems that can't explain why

The strokes of time are more real than me

Write my shadow