Hallelujah
hope and frustration; stepping on each in turn, i’ve come herethough that’s not to say that i’ve actually accomplished anything.the full moon – looking like a hole which our melancholy sighspierced in the night sky – seems a little sad
our occasional thoughts of wanting to just disappear like thisare because we yearn for what’s fleeting, for some reason.praise the sentimentality that coasts on the Chuo lineoh Lord, our future is on equally frozen rails
where should we go from here?after all, we’re just specks of dust in this universe
hallelujah! may your tomorrow be a wonderful dayyou have to make a wish; a shooting starthe sparks set off in the moment you start running – that’s “now”all i want is the present
the CD of the band i like sings “i’m bored”you’re staring out of the passenger window, looking seriousthe autumn sky is torn apart by a train running across an iron bridgethe sunset – like blood spurting out from there – is kind of scary
singing “i’m not alone”, her heart’s torn apart – that’s fine
hallelujah! may your tomorrow be a wonderful dayyou have to make a wish; a shooting starthe sparks set off in the moment of shooting past – that’s “now”all i want is the present
as if there’s no sense of being aliveas if seeing someone’s dreammore than that, i don’t believe in something like happinesseven though i’m like this, i want to try living nowto try living
hallelujah! if my tomorrow drowns in boredomi’d rather burn it all down; a shooting starthe sparks set off in the moment of disintegration – that’s “now”all i want is the present