Track byarai tasuku
One thousand times I see your face again I touch the old wound in the end of your pink heart Said one of the passengers A thing that one is looking for is already there In my words, in my worlds But all things change now Never sure to lie awake Lake reflect I want to sleep cuddling with you Like green, like a breeze And then I feel breeze, I can breathe Years that seemed telescoped like time in a dream One is looking for is already there In my worlds I see a red apple fall from the tree The sky suddenly divide Like a lute Delete the poison You know primary instinct Take care… the sky suddenly divide Lonesome eyes Please wash the world with a youthful madness Hitch your wagon to a star