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

My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old

Red and orange glitter Dancing delicately high Above winding paths Falling to the great grey streams Falling for grace, or duty?

No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told

A midst cold classrooms Seemingly short dialect Audio-connect Slowly frozen hearts will drip As conversations bubble

Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me

Ask me who he is A tall tree and branches keen words drop; leaves shaken I try to collect them all But forget them by the stream

Tiny flashing lights Figures entwine together Closer and closer ‘closer than ever’ they say Beside our computer screens

Once my beating heart Matched steel drum lines to-to-toe Teaching metronomes But now my beat has fallen Into syncopated depths

初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?

愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く

I guess it’s about that time again time for another pointless relapse Time, like a dusty album record Spinning, around and around on end I want the needle to break or veer…

Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed

Foggy morning sky Your veil remains untouched by The flags of Autumn How cruel of you to kidnap Such keen keepsakes of your kin

Howling and wailing Like the vast October winds Delightful to find Many who share the same chord Sing till frogs jump in our throat…