Umbralla sky
Sha Yan
Umbralla sky
she leashed in front of my eyes
blue, pink, violet slayers fry
so much like to sing a song, not a spy
umbralla sky
links to east fast food court glide
open the windows the maid laid in her bebroom
no such lie, gleam cleans the closet
umbralla sky
his rye and distant desert sky
not a moment of silence, key to a dismay clea
open the shadow, mealows sledge to a song
umbralla sky
camera shots and distant murmur cries
clear the trace in front of the pathway
open the umbralla, win the champaign and unleash for the line