Center stage
It's the light you're waiting for
The way it used to be
Wandering in sweat
experienced hopelessness
Taught you to be strong
Chasing that light
You gave up on the stumbling behind the scenes
With that rhythm
You have isolated the commotion in the audience
The side light of the eyes is the direction of the audience
The outstretched arms are invisible wings
How many dazzling dances
How many times have I sang affectionately?
Until the show ends
Until the chasing light is turned off
Your figure is still brilliant
What is blooming?
What's shining?
Fluorescence? Candlelight? Or starlight?
It turns out you are that beam of light
The light that chases the light