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I'm Not in Love With Your Eyes

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Confused, troubled! Mismatched, why, what is it?
I want to nonchalantly peek at the answer, a bad habit, isn’t it
 
It’s ambient unrest! However, in the middle of comprehending,
I’m always getting saved by a whirlpool of bitter thoughts
 
A wrong virtual image, infused with a wrong vision of the future
I think it’d be best to stop soon, but
 
So that I can at least hear your voice properly
I’ll get wet in a storm, I won’t mind because I’ll leave it to the bath towel
In a world shined on by the golden wavering sun, I’ve already
Thought a little about trying to live, you might be why
I might die regretting it Things like guarantees are after all useless
In a naive moment, being deceived?
 
I ate up sentiment! In the middle of running side-by-side with the unexpected
Catching up, getting ahead, doing it over again is human nature
 
Feeling sad and grumbling, instantly coming to an agreement and resetting
It can’t be that simple to do, huh?
 
I’m not in love with your eyes but I understand
When you lose something important, that breaking feeling
A shining rainbow-colored happiness, even if such a thing doesn’t exist
There are still things created from a teaspoonful of simple machinery
 
My confidence is in high spirits, I’ve gotten used to failing severely and things I was afraid of
And I fell into a never-ending loop, it’s a disease, a disease, well, just a little until the tide pulls
 
I’m not in love with your eyes but I understand
When you lose something important, that breaking feeling
A shining rainbow-colored happiness, even if such a thing doesn’t exist
A thing created from a teaspoonful of simple machinery
Could you try to believe me a little, even though it’s true there’s no guarantee
You can hold my hand, after all
 

Spring is coming and we

As the golden dandelions begin to bloom, droplets that failed to become snow are dripping.
They looked a bit like a crying face, so I offered my umbrella without even thinking.
Right? Left? Which is the right way? The road ends before we can even decide.
But when someone special comes to mind, we’ll choose the path that saves them from pain.
 
With a small bit of courage, we proceed forward.
When the path gets jagged, we head diagonally.
Once we’ve made progress, it’ll become new light!
With the calling of songbirds, like their close embrace,
The tick-tock of the season’s clock can be heard.
 
Spring comes again and we drip our paints upon a new page.
We became friends. We ate delicious things. We even argued, just a little bit.
Holding our respective days close to our hearts, we’ve watched light stream through the trees again and again.
We head toward a future we believe won’t be a mistake.
As our one-way tickets flutter in the tailwinds pushing us onward, today is a gold star day!
 
We get caught up out of nowhere and worry too much. We think we’re happy, but something doesn’t seem right.
We feel like we’re back at zero again. It’s quite the maze!
But the most random thing can make us smile in an instant.
Just like that, just like that, I’m sure we can keep ourselves going!
 
Changing our hair style, we press the shutter.
Leaping over a puddle, we press the shutter.
A splash glides through the air and we feel somehow moved.
We’ll wish for each and every blink to become a photograph!
 
As we make our brushes dance, we begin to wish we could stop time.
But the smiles overflow, becoming a never-before-seen color. They can’t be contained by our field of view.
We’re not doing all this for whomever will read the finished pages. That’s not quite it, right?
There’s an answer we can only understand in this moment!
If we’re still saying “I don’t know”, let’s at least say “Who cares?” as we stick out our tongues!
 
Even if the fate in which our dreams come true is a lie,
Let’s mix in some different colors, making yet another future!
By the time God gets fed up, we’ll already feel a warm wind coming on.
 
Spring comes again and we… I’m so sorry, we’ll end up being selfish.
We’ll wish to keep the new, in equal measure to the things we’ve treasured all along.
 
Spring comes again and we drip our paints upon a new page.
We became friends. We ate delicious things. We even argued, just a little bit.
Holding our respective days close to our hearts, we’ve watched light stream through the trees again and again.
We head toward a future we believe won’t be a mistake.
Our one-way tickets flutter
From the tailwinds pushing us onward. I’ve chosen this answer with my own two feet, so watch me as I go!
 

There's No Love in Your Eyes

So lost and confused! Why is everything not how it should be?
I want to look at the answer like I just don't care, but I know I shouldn't.
 
Ambient and disturbing! But to be fair I'm still chewing on it,
From the whirlpool made of my bitter promises to save you.
 
A mistaken pretense, infused into our mistaken future plan.
I've been thinking that it might be the time to put it to rest.
 
As long as I can hear your voice alone more clearly than anything,
I don't care if I'm drenched in this storm. I'll just leave the towels to you.
The sun, shimmering in gold, shines its light on the whole world.
If it weren't for you, I don't think I'd want to live in it any longer.
I might die with all of my regrets in tow. And I can't rely on any guarantees.
Was I tricked by a moment of happiness?
 
Sentiment slapped me in the face! Always keeping up without me knowing.
It catches up and then passes me by, that's what we call this thing called life.
 
I grumble, down in the dumps. Seems someone agreed and hit reset.
Not like you could ever change something as easily as that.
 
I can't see a single trace of love in your eyes, but I totally get it.
On the day you lost everything, you can't help but feel like you're breaking.
Even if you don't have the happiness of a shining rainbow in the sky,
You can make all of the colors yourself with just a teaspoon of water.
 
You lose your nerve when you make a mistake, and all the times you feel scared.
If you get used to it you'll never recover, at least not until the tide rolls out.
 
I can't see a single trace of love in your eyes, but I totally get it.
On the day you lost everything, you can't help but feel like you're breaking.
Even if you don't have the happiness of a shining rainbow in the sky,
You can make all of the colors yourself with just a teaspoon of water.
Won't you try to give faith a chance? Though it's true that there's no guarantees.
You can just hold on to my hand.
 

Listening to Linear Blue

Can I replay it again? I'm not gonna stop, you know.
Lost in the trance, with no reason or sense.
 
If today I’m still not good enough, I'll just have to postpone it once more.
Unbalanced? So what if it's hard to understand.
 
Always unaware, stifling the countless sighs
Frazzled by imitations
But even when I crash into the other's justice, I'm alright.
I still have to be me.
 
Though all on my own, I'm listening to the linear blue
And I so wish to believe you're waiting for me at the end of it.
If I give up, I'll never reach you.
I'm sure there's tomorrow - the most important there's ever been
So today the melody will play on, over and over again.
 
Ah, so that's what it’s like
The astronomical potential to bear everything that comes down one day
A speck of the Big Bang show.
 
It's more than enough
It's unconditional
You know, I'll show you
The show of a single instant
That paints a parabola onto the future.
 
Our hearts knit together, with no intention or aim
And the feelings have stirred, unstoppable.
Would you say it's wrong?
Well, I don't give a damn.
It's not for them to decide.
 
Linear blue seeps into the tedium of today
And I feel like I'm now a bit closer to the magic of the sky
Can you hear it?
Like long-awaited sunset, creeping near and bringing joy to a lone man
The melody whirls into space.
 
It doesn't have to be right now.
But if at the end - at the very last moment - I could finally touch you
It’d be a sacrilege to fold under some trifling hardship now
And the reason is simple enough
'I truly mean it'.
 
Though all on my own, I'm listening to the linear blue
And I so wish to believe you're waiting for me at the end of it.
If I give up, I'll never reach you.
I'm sure there's tomorrow - the most important there's ever been
So there can be no hesitation, none at all.
 
Where's that shining end full of smiles and laughter?
I ask myself countless times as the night passes by.
But if give up I won't reach it.
For you're waiting for me, in the same sky and space.
 
I want us to make music together, but for now
The melody will play on, over and over again.
 

Tracing the Orion

Good day to you. Something's wrong, isn't it? I can tell from just one look at your face.
You think I have extrasensory perception or something? Don't be silly now!
 
Bored girl, do you wish to be talented? A decision comes after a barrage of deliberations.
The streets will dance to your Venus sustain.
 
Perfectly, Euphoria!
 
At times we cry at even the most insignificant words.
See, we are fairly moderately dramatic. We can easily become superstars.
 
In a night as deep as this, where we're tracing the Orion constellation,
We want to be connected. We want to be separated. In short, we're dubious and muddled up.
Wishing for a brand-new future, if only we could weave out
some marvelous never-before-heard words, then even time will stop.
 
'IT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO END HERE.'
 
Let's have a toast in celebration of the grand announcement of our newest technology.
Is it extrasensory perception? Is it? At this moment, nothing will be disclosed.
 
Bored girl, are you singing a song? Don't worry if your audience is somewhat barren.
I find your Venus sustain unquestionably touching.
 
Perfectly, Euphoria!
 
We're so tightly knit that we're inseparable. It's about time you realize this!
Now, use your right hand to grope for treasures at the bottom of the darkness. Tension MAX!
 
We will sing in praise for our youthful days at the end of which we can smile,
as well as the days where we dream, love, and become utterly astounded again and again.
If you could grasp the true meaning behind the knife I carry,
then you would make me really really happy.
 
Even if I have stumbled and fallen,
I was standing just a moment ago, so I can still stand up now.
My shining voice becomes lighter, floats up, and drifts away as far as possible.
 
In a night as deep as this, where we're tracing the Orion constellation,
We want to be connected. We want to be separated. In short, we're dubious and muddled up.
Wishing for a brand-new future, if only we could weave out
some marvelous never-before-heard words, then even time will stop
 
In a night as deep as this, where we're tracing the Orion constellation,
I am here, and you're here, and that's more than enough to make me grateful.
Wishing for a brand-new future, if only we could weave out
some marvelous never-before-heard words, then we shall let them fly into the sky.
 
We will accept and love our past, and then look at some never-before-seen scenery.
'IT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO END HERE.'
 

Heaven and Hell

Who is normal in this show?
 
frustration of banknotes and conferences
her mister, the boss’s yell is pointless
merely resounding, it’s distorted, I’m not in the registry of name
 
throwing a fresh tomato at the white walls
because we don’t want to spill unnecessary blood
nontheless, the triad collapse, causing puzzles beyond our expectations to occur, shake it
 
whether it is the suspect, whether it is treachery
there is no end to it, hence let’s stay around until the result is out
 
counting the heavens and hells
before I get killed out of boredom
I raised unwavering condition and definite reasons, and wait on your reply
counting the heavens and hells
as it flickers before my eyes, I can’t deny my inferiority complex
I’ll be there because I won’t let you go, making noise selfishly tonight as well
 
it is merely madness till the end
tick-tack of the diamond, as if it is rolling within my palms
such strong spirit, such hate, I don’t think I can get used to it
 
the idea of “ladies first”, giving presents spontaneously
as they don’t exist in my dictionary, I’ll leave to it the few gentlemen
 
counting the heavens and hells
before I get killed out of boredom
without reducing growth, putting on simplicity and good conduct, I’ll play with your humility
counting the heavens and hells
I will not be deceived into sly errors by your innocence
Watch your step! aa don’t look down on adults, comfortably making noise selfishly
 
on the bass with the fakest beat!
on the drums with clever shots!
chaotic show at the same time!
 
OK people, one more time
 
counting the heavens and hells
before I get killed out of boredom
I raised unwavering condition and definite reasons, and wait on your reply
counting the heavens and hells
as it flickers before my eyes, I can’t deny my inferiority complex
I’ll be there because I won’t let you go, making noise selfishly tonight as well
however I am attracted to your beauty