響 (hibiki)
(2013)
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To puddle one’s words Few are willing to admit Myself least of all To fall and land upon earth Closer to Earth than before?
My Grandfather’s last dream In a deep sea of white, heavy thun… Until a peaceful respite blinks What will it bring? Will the rain… With their piercing showers, will…
Lofting lazily Enter murky depths of feel Quivering eyelids Two heavy from the weight of The thoughts that lead me astray
A soft fluttering A pulse that pushes beyond Beating of the heart Oh to express the joys of, A soap opera here and there
Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more
Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me
Perplexity breathes Into the hearts of all men In heart beat matters We shy our true intent like An elephant in the vent
Self-expressional Crooked poster on the wall Self-intentional Will you shatter, will you fall? Who will fix your frame of old?
Distractions of youth Parade like bright spring flowers Always on the mind Entangling my weak heart To the land of mud and ice
A blank white tablet Fuzzy buzzing silences Click, click, click, and yet That single black divider keeps Blinking an endless cycle
Fresh Seattle rain Cleanser more of soul than streets I envy that sound Such simple pure harmony Don’t forget that umbrella!
A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour
The spotlight glares down Bright, bright, sight, sight My cloak swiftly surrounds White, White, Swish, Swish, The fabric shell billows but stays
Tonight I awoke to an orange hori… one that I had never greeted befor… It took me back, to the days of ce… and disregard for the ticking of c… Part two:
初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?