The Crestfallen

I feel your laugh...
In front of my gravestone...
The butterfly flying against the wind...
Suddenly crashed by a soft feather...

Marry playing around with the fallen soul...
Fainted in a not really famous place...
Yeah the place...
The place that we called as The Crestfallen...

Where i was born there...
With every laugh in my lips...
Ignored by every pain...
FALSE!! FAKE!!