Heading out towards the exit The door behind me, Slowly closing The crowd and the music fading away, Giant flowers are erected all around Scattered leaves spread all over the floor, The bright moon A dusty color shines on the ground Looking into the distance Hazy and misty. With each step The fullness that comes from the soles of your feet. With each step the body trembles in pleasure. Who am I, where am I. Who am I, where am I? I am in the ephemeral world of fantasy.