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The tears pouring down from the darkening sky
are dyeing the asphalt surface black,
as though I can peek deeply into its heart.
At the night when I threw away everything,
I climbed up that radio tower.
What can I see underfoot?
I could see unchanging bundles of light
as they became hazy and misty.
Probably nobody will even notice
even if I were to disappear.
The colors of the lights are just too beautiful.
Because nobody is looking at me,
I could just do whatever I please, right?
I want to remain here.
I will never forget it;
even if you were to disappear,
your voice will echo even now.
Even if no one is listening,
I will sing only to you,
right on top of this tall standing tower
of this hollowly gentle town.