The strain always follows me Like a cloudy shadow 100 miles I try to escape from the shadow But the shadow stays behind my back In the strain I could control myself Through all the time to the best of my memory In the other words I've been lost So I have to get back in a wall of enemy (It's like an old town melody) The strain always follows me Like an attractive widow 100 times I try to apporach that widow But the widow stays away from me I saw the dream in a sleepless night Deep in the stream of consciousness I heard the voice to a certainty Deep in the stream of consciousness When I was young, I saw this kind of fantasy And this time I'm walking through the door And go across the bridge But on the bridge I find some pressures of my life So I can never be the one who always free