(2013)
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To cover the tears Some men will drown their sorrows Some just run away Some even will board their hearths To me? A path of rom-com
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished
Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life
愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く
Delicate surprise From behind blind-folded eyes That glint of glitter Sprinkle, sprinkle, floating down We reach out, we grasp, we drink
Why does music speak Without line or threads of time We plug ourselves in Forming an echo cocoon Never wanting to come out
Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me
Such sweet aroma Breathe in the color deeply Exhale precious wafts Crisp Citric spiral peelings, Fill my compost disposal
A midst cold classrooms Seemingly short dialect Audio-connect Slowly frozen hearts will drip As conversations bubble
Life’s obligations A daunting sea of turmoil With crest after crest I’ll hide in this briny shell Till the tide forgets my name
Fresh Seattle rain Cleanser more of soul than streets I envy that sound Such simple pure harmony Don’t forget that umbrella!
The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors
A stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs
The mind of a girl That swirling vertex of bright Is unreachable So we put up these steel walls When we could have built a bridge!