Last Mirage

Choosing when it comes, when it comes

Choosing when it comes, when it comes

Choosing when it comes, when it comes

Choosing when it comes, when it comes

As the seasons weaved

All that we've achieved

Yellow misty groves

A light in which you chose

Choosing when it comes, when it comes

Choosing when it comes, when it comes

Choosing when it comes, when it comes

Choosing when it comes, when it comes

As the seasons weaved

All that we achieved

Yellow misty groves

A light in which you chose

As the seasons weaved

All that we achieved

Yellow misty groves

The last mirage, which we chose

All that goes, there awoken

I was stone, a still convergence

There I tried, to say I've woken

I may choose, when I'm chosen

All that goes, there awoken

I was stone, a still convergence

There I tried, to say the omen

I may choose, to say I'm chosen