I wish you out, out the west trail
I wish you out, out the west trail
I wish you out, out the west trail
I don’t even know your fragrance
I don’t even know your gestures
All of my memories are erased
I don’t even know the meaning of living
I don’t even know the will to survive
Come to think of it, whom was I loved by?
Within the passing seasons
everything is swallowed by the flow of spinning time
And I find my way to you
The days when we fought each other and even the nights when we crumbled in sorrow
I start changing them into food for living the present
I don’t even know your whereabouts
I don’t even know your smile
I’m set adrift in the cyclone of anxiety
My heart’s wound can’t be healed
I can’t wipe away my heart’s tears
either; I seem to grow mad in loneliness
In the season when we love each other
like how we were back then
I completely forget about everything
And I’ll certainly go meet you
The days when we hated each other and the nights when we anguished in despair
I change them into food for creating myself
I wait for you at our promised place now and gaze into the distance
But you don’t show up; someone, answer me
“Can the future me really be laughing now?”
I say to myself, who lives the present
It’s our promised time
I search for you now at this place but you’re nowhere to be found
Why, huh? Someone, answer me
I wish you out, out the west trail
I wish you out, out the west trail
I wish you out, out the west trail
Saturday, March 1, 2008
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