Imaginary Friends
Get up - let's awaken from those irritation-filled dreamsI want you to smile, so that I can open a window and wind up my springLook, the baby smiledRunning through the road of fern leaves and tree-filtered sunlightSweating and out of breath, let's go somewhere
The sunlight blazing down devoured the shadowsTurning corners and going down the river, we opened the gateBeyond this...
I can't go; I'll stay here and watch youI'm sure it's fun. 'Cause your placeIsn't here, it isn't here, so goodbye.
Get up - let's awaken from feather-wrapped dreamsSo that I can open a window and wind up my springI've become unable to smile
The road of fern leaves and tree-filtered sunlight of somedaySeems to have carved a ridge and taken in years as time passedFrom a sudden impulse, I take a yellow bus with a one-way ticket
Held a parasol to the sunlight blazing downOpening the gate and going down the river, I turned a cornerBeyond that...
I didn't remember; I forgotI forgot. But your placeIsn't here, it isn't here, so goodbye