響 (hibiki)
(2013)
初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?
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:
Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
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…
A stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs
The words are muffled and shifting… The pounding won’t stop, the fraye… I hold onto a thread, a little blu… The tension is mine; it is a pain… Frenzied energy drains from my fin…
Lofting lazily Enter murky depths of feel Quivering eyelids Two heavy from the weight of The thoughts that lead me astray
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…
Words without meaning An open mouth seems empty Trying to express Something that dances lightly Forefront of a clouded heart
A natural fog Too tired to remember Dowsing memories Broken alarm clock weeping Woe be to his faint tick, tock
Red and orange glitter Dancing delicately high Above winding paths Falling to the great grey streams Falling for grace, or duty?
Archaic toiling Through endless character streams To drown deeper still Beneath black and white waters Until I breathe symbolly
Self-expressional Crooked poster on the wall Self-intentional Will you shatter, will you fall? Who will fix your frame of old?
A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour
