taking time, time to swallow
swallow, from you
swallow under, from you
been looking up, up at the ceiling
not the past that can cover
cant be covered

in the sleepless hours, we all count to die
in the sleepless hours, we all count to die
in the sleepless hour, we die


歲月
你把我放下
重來吧
所有最後被挖空的畫面

只能想像吧


只能想像嗎

Every

Topsy-; somewhere between chaotic and without orders. Topsy-wave, are four members who are trying to re-shape memories, scenes, impressions and the imagination of future. Without frames on sound waves, the unique picture belongs to the only and one, you. And experimenting without justifications, regardless of success or failure, we, you and me will keep moving on.