I don't know why I'm remembering now something I asked
a person from somewhere long ago whose face I don't even remember.
It was something about how, surprisingly soon, important things will be rolling
by my side, and that they're things you can't see.
While saying something about how we were born imperfect, so
in order to become perfect we... la la la...
When was I able to believe in unseeable things?
Now I see too much and don't understand.
Only unrelated words are lined up on the paper.
I get the feeling that I wrote a poem or something, la la la...
If I find an important thing I won't tell anyone.
I'm very strong when I have something I must protect.
Didn't I say I couldn't stay in a place that's always the same?
Let's leave this city together before the sun rises.
While saying something about how we were born imperfect, so
in order to become perfect we... la la la...
Sharing one's pain and sadness
is easier said than done. If I could I would.
Didn't I say I couldn't stay in a place that's always the same?
Let's leave this city together before the sun rises.
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