The Light from Origami by Han

Desmond wants to find a new trail to blaze
And burn away his salad days
He's searching high
He's searching low
But he knows there's nowhere to go

Tasha gets lost in convenience stores
Knows when it rains that it really pours
She's looking high
She's looking low
She bides her time and takes it slow

Over the dawn lies a ray
I know the naysayers what they say
The darkest days come just before the light

Pretty Boy Floyd is caught in despair
He needs no confirmation that he's aware
He's shooting high
He's shooting low
He will not die on skid row

Eric's up but he might have to fold
Cause all that glitters is not gold
He's looking high
He's looking low
He's knows where the wind will blow

dance with the devil in pale moonlight
I use my eyes but i never trust my sight
The darkest days come just before the light

• Rock
• garage rock
• indie rock
• taiwanese
• Taipei