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Even if the season were to feign it were changing
How could I forget this feeling deep inside my skin
There is nothing to see during this frozen winter, yet
I wait watching under the cherry tree, believing in spring
The hand of the clock which cannot turn back is sharp
Only the sound of its cruel tick resounds
There is a limit to my cards
My instincts betray me
Even if the season were to feign it were changing
How could I forget this feeling deep inside my skin
There is nothing to see during this frozen winter, yet
I wait watching under the cherry tree, believing in spring
There is a truth, pure and simple, different from “the answer”
When you stop searching for it, and let go, something remains
Without a thought I look to the sky
Just look how beautiful the moon is…
Even if I cry and my tears never stop
I can still feel my heart deep under my skin
Though I have locked all those feelings away
I believe there is meaning in everything
My white memories are being filled in
Even this sadness dyes them a brilliant cerulean
Letting tears flow, even if they don’t disappear
The heart there, will feel the inside of insides with my skin
I locked it – those feelings
I believe that there is a meaning in everything