busy playing with their fingers
one little girl had gone away
two little boys are left behind
their heavy heads is a burden to their hands
one little boy had gone away
one little boy is left behind
race against the flow of time
his brain no longer synchronize his fingers
his face is grinning, try to recall
what was the last words echoed in his head just now?
one little boy can't stand the tension
of the heralded bell that rings throughout the hall
the time is up
