1. |
the very last moment
03:47
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my deafened black cat is meowing to the outside
like he's telling the old buddy that he's fulfilled.
the wind blowing through the sky pretending there's no sigh
if you keep staying away from minor collide.
but why oh why the red lights are blinking?
why oh why those heartbeats are shrinking?
i want to see my face in your hazel eyes
but i can't, so I'll wait till the next life.
staring the path i took and smiling a little bit
cause I'm sure your footprints are there.
someone singing in my throbbing head.
i know that's your aching heart crying.
ah this is the very last moment.
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2. |
delicate
03:19
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i sing a song for no one else
but lonesome cracked walls
praying praying praying
for someone to notice
you played the notes
with such a delicate fingers
swing swing swing
some hearts melts like an ice cube
would you remember
the place we met at first?
or would you remember
the place we kissed at first?
some nights
some dawns
some mornings
another nights
i fell asleep at nowhere else
and woke up in my crib
crying crying crying
but no one can hear
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3. |
way home
03:11
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storks are dead.
storks are dead,
under the willow,
near the great hollow.
I'm searching my way home,
holding my baby.
holding my baby.
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4. |
---tear here---
02:28
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there's the house I dreamed of.
with squeaking swings on the backyard.
huge dog and two cats playing together.
breathe in and tread on the sand.
run away from the moonlight.
breathe out and step on the porch.
take away our safe shoes.
rewinding the past until we find the good one, the nice one.
reminding the cast we played to survive and let them go.
tear here,
open his gift.
there's a lot of treasures.
look up the sky through the window.
he's not there.
he's not there.
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5. |
ember
03:40
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bury me alive
come back and find me
on next November
keep doing the same
again and again
and again
away from home a while
this cold dry land
you born in December
keep going forward
your way
your way
the stones we threw
the plates we shared
the notes we played
the promises we made
are there
still there
paint my brain white
these screwed up memories
poking August's ember
I wanna stay there
stay I wanna stay
I wanna stay
the movies we praised
the cities we walked
the letters we wrote
the letters we torn
are there
still there
or is this rain carries them all away? all away?
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6. |
the swaying red bandana
03:24
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i was alone in this cage I made up by myself.
you were everywhere with sturdy confidence and strength.
you pulled me out of here, with some great gifts.
you pushed me to the world i never knew.
and keep leading me.
i can't stop reminding the exact moment.
i don't think you remember but, yeah it was just like...
the wind blew relentlessly, we could hardly walk.
but we cackled and was fooling around like no one noticed us.
find me in the crowd.
you know the mark.
the swaying red bandana.
find me in the crowd again.
you know the mark.
the swaying red bandana.
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7. |
g i f t
02:46
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when the dark fogs cover your every morning beams,
remember the day i laughed at your unwiped ice cream.
it feel sadder than it seems,
but someday we can hear the wind screams
you pretend to satisfy with overly ripen bananas.
oh why we were so harsh to our beloved mamas?
when you noticed the gifts are from papas,
forget about the cookies you made for santa.
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8. |
vague wings
04:00
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river never looks back.
it runs forward only forward.
greens tend to grow for the sun.
some needs pruning to bear fruit.
the answers are everywhere
but the choice is yours.
i was dying to know what color is this thread.
somehow i always ran for a sharp edge.
i spitted the words out and shed.
with vague wings, (vague wings)
i fledge.
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9. |
echo
04:31
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she is the echo, reaching the meadow.
I am the waving weed.
her chirp guides who stumbled. lights up the way home.
waiting the flowers to bloom.
he fights without an armor, but with open arms.
there is no one still raging.
if the clock never quits,
or the wave keep crashing in,
can I be that stronger someday?
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