OF COURSE NOT AMBITION

Your steps slowly stiffen
With the pulse almost stopped
But do not extinguish ambition
Your hair is unkempt
Clinging to the body of a million feet
But do not extinguish ambition
But do not extinguish ambition
No legs
Try to run
No fingers
Grip repeatedly
Desire of heart
The bright light of mercury lamps
Surely you will find
Of course with ambition
Of course not ambition
Not eyed
See the world with the soul
No ears
Do not get disappointed quickly
No legs
Try to run
No fingers
Grip repeatedly
Desire of heart