| | sakushi: Hamasaki Ayumi
sakkyoku: Ferry Corsten
henkyoku: Ferry Corsten
mikakete, mitsukete, misadamete iru
mitsumete, midarete, mitasarete, iru demo...
miagete, mikakete, mikurabete iru hora
mikubiru, mitoreru, mihanasarete'ru
sou bokura wa arayuru subete no basho de tsunagatte iru kara
kono kotoba ni tsuite kangaeru kimi to datte mou sude ni
aa bokura ga itsu ka eien no nemuri ni tsuku koro made ni
totteoki no kotoba o hatashite ikutsu kawaseru no darou?
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I see, I find, I make sure.
I stare, I'm fascinated, I'm satisfied, but
I look up, I see, I compare.
I despise, I stray, I'm abandoned.
We're connected at each and every place so
when I think this word, you'll already know.
Oh, by the time we sleep deeply,
how many precious words will we have exchanged?
That bit of lyrical beauty over...I don't know. I'm walking into an
irreversible future. I might not even reach it before next year. I'm
full of confusion and resentment and grumpiness and self-righteous
teenage raaaaage [/harry potter] but somehow, I'm regarding my
impending implosion with calm and a grain of salt.
...no, I'm not sure what that was, either. Aaanyhow.
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