Pillows (The)
Black Sheep (English)
My agitated mind Is such a mess It couldn't get worse A fire sparks at my feet It spreads like the wind blows Engulfing the city in a roar of smoke Someday, surely I'll be able to get along with everyone The boy who had such a dream
Was that me? There's not a single person Who'll honestly call out to me
As I listened to the sirens At long last I understood Faces and shapes and hearts, everything Is simply distorted Even if I knew any kind words I can't remember them After I left Peace returned to the town It was wonderful To dream for so long But I won't return
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