[00:02.61]
[00:33.94]Fell asleep in a shelter,
[00:37.80]Made out of old junk,
[00:42.34]After the storm.
[00:44.9]No clue where we're flying to,
[00:51.1]Feeling so anxious.
[00:54.73]Each spring time,
[00:59.23]We're flapping about like plastic bags.
[01:06.36]
[01:07.69]The ghosts banished from my diary,
[01:11.96]Which I burnt in early summer.
[01:15.73]
[01:16.18]A rustling sound in the corridor,
[01:20.31]Somewhere in my heart.
[01:24.50]Through the frosted window,
[01:28.43]If I was aware of the eyes behind the lens,
[01:33.8]How would I sing?
[01:37.23]Golden reflections of our life,
[01:41.37]In the afternoon sunlight.
[01:45.45]Chocolates melting in my pocket.
[01:49.12]
[01:49.48]By making it a song,
[01:51.40]Can I keep the memory?
[01:53.95]I just came to love it now.
[01:58.53]
[02:04.64]The two lines come close and then get away.
[02:12.84]Some easy tricks on Cat's Cradle,
[02:17.8]That I can't do so well any more.
[02:21.29]On a musical stave,
[02:25.15]Seasons pass so fast.
[02:29.79]Each spring time,
[02:32.64]We're floating there like balloons.
[02:37.75]
[02:38.18]The ghosts banished from my diary,
[02:42.38]Which I burnt in early summer.
[02:46.2]
[04:12.90][02:46.48]A rustling sound in the corridor,
[04:17.12][02:50.71]Somewhere in my heart.
[04:21.39][02:54.88]Through the frosted window,
[04:25.29][02:58.92]If I was aware of the eyes behind the lens,
[04:29.82][03:03.69]How would I sing?
[04:33.98][03:07.66]Golden reflections of our life,
[04:38.21][03:11.87]In the afternoon sunlight.
[04:42.31][03:15.79]Chocolates melting in my pocket.
[04:46.39][03:20.3]By making it a song,
[04:48.41][03:22.2]Can I keep the memory?
[04:50.66][03:24.44]I just came to love it now.
[03:29.33]
[04:53.20]By making it a song,
[04:54.67]Can I keep the memory?
[04:57.8]I just came to love it now.
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