The Air, My Friend

Translated…

If All the Leaves Withered Away

The Trees Which Are Barren Will Surely Cry Aloud

If All the Stars Fall from the Skies

Then, the Darkened Skies Must Feel, Extremely, Depressed

If All the Kids are Grown Up

from the newspapers, the arts and words of Jimi Liao…

Then, the Noisy, Rowdy World Will Become, Even MORE Boring

And, If the World is, So Boring

Then, Why are We All, Rushing to Grow Up

So, this, is the reasoning, of why things are the way things are, and this shows, how vital that childish innocence in this world is, of how we need more people who have that childhood innocence, to keep this world working well…