(2013)
A blank white tablet Fuzzy buzzing silences Click, click, click, and yet That single black divider keeps Blinking an endless cycle
Self-expressional Crooked poster on the wall Self-intentional Will you shatter, will you fall? Who will fix your frame of old?
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…
Perplexity breathes Into the hearts of all men In heart beat matters We shy our true intent like An elephant in the vent
Distractions of youth Parade like bright spring flowers Always on the mind Entangling my weak heart To the land of mud and ice
My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old
A soft fluttering A pulse that pushes beyond Beating of the heart Oh to express the joys of, A soap opera here and there
Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me
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?
Why does music speak Without line or threads of time We plug ourselves in Forming an echo cocoon Never wanting to come out
A natural fog Too tired to remember Dowsing memories Broken alarm clock weeping Woe be to his faint tick, tock
Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life
Words without meaning An open mouth seems empty Trying to express Something that dances lightly Forefront of a clouded heart
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
愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く
