What's different from Tokyo is how close the mountains feel Blue sky through the window, the green ridgeline of the mountains The windowsill I used to climb onto A Hockney painting hangs on the wall It looks different to me now I brought my mother cookies from home, Lishan tea for my father They ask how I've been lately, I turn my teacup a quarter turn I'm doing okay, so I tell her My mother looks like she wanted more もしも素直に "not okay." って言葉にできたなら I think I'm fine this way I don't know if I'm doing the right thing I sit on the balcony watching the asters A wren's song. Somehow, my hands have opened What I see, what I hear I don't care how any of it came to be What I see now, what I hear now I think "こうするしかないの..." Maybe someday I'll regret it I sit on the balcony looking for hummingbirds A faint breeze. Somehow, my hands have opened What I see, what I hear I don't care how any of it came to be What I see now, what I hear now What I see, what I hear I don't care for instructions from the future What I see now, what I hear now What I see now, what I hear now
