響 (hibiki)
(2013)
To grasp at the root This longing for the seasons Hidden deep, deep down To say it’s just “Natural,” Would only scratch the leaf-tops
初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?
Archaic toiling Through endless character streams To drown deeper still Beneath black and white waters Until I breathe symbolly
Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more
Five points to this as stated thus… Five; to pick up things once falle… Four; to grasp all things from wir… Three; to greet, to cheat, and din… Two; to bind wild lovers with gold…
Life’s obligations A daunting sea of turmoil With crest after crest I’ll hide in this briny shell Till the tide forgets my name
Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest
Words without meaning An open mouth seems empty Trying to express Something that dances lightly Forefront of a clouded heart
Once my beating heart Matched steel drum lines to-to-toe Teaching metronomes But now my beat has fallen Into syncopated depths
The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors
Delicate surprise From behind blind-folded eyes That glint of glitter Sprinkle, sprinkle, floating down We reach out, we grasp, we drink
Self-expressional Crooked poster on the wall Self-intentional Will you shatter, will you fall? Who will fix your frame of old?
A blank white tablet Fuzzy buzzing silences Click, click, click, and yet That single black divider keeps Blinking an endless cycle
Such an empty sky Countless pensive glances are Over and over Swallowed swift, before their time If only I could keep them
Why does music speak Without line or threads of time We plug ourselves in Forming an echo cocoon Never wanting to come out