Why won't you notice the sorrow of the warped everyday? What should I convey to a withered heart in the middle of a lonely battle?
I'll hide my eyes and wash down a cold soup mixed with an insensibility for pain and the future.
When you die, someone will cry for you. I just-- If only a world as normal as that existed I still haven't found the answer.
Why do we repeat how even history is festering with hatred? What do we seek as we advance, though we've lost even our way in the scorched land?
Even though my soup cooled down, I continued to quarrel--I've got to believe my wish will come true.
When you cry, someone will hold you. I just-- If only the reasons for hurting each other would fade with that.
"As long as you're there, that's all you need." "If only a world as gentle as that was right there." I'll pray that the day you're born is peaceful...though I know everyone has gotten how to love wrong.
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