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Written by: lie of Oblivions oath

Listen closely, because I'll keep screaming until you
understand...
Despite my faults, will I be forgiven?
Please tell me...
I want you to stare into my eyes and say my name.
I want you to hold my hand and tell me it'll be ok.
Please understand, that's not what I'm saying.
Please notice, this isn't what I want.
Please let me go, I don't want to go there.
I've been searching for just one word.
Today's happy face, today's sad face.
Yesterday's weak self, tomorrow's strong self.

Time is sometimes a cruel thing,
but the present is made by that cruelty.

Today's happy face, today's sad face.
Yesterday's healed wounds and today's deeply opened wounds.
If it's something you don't need then
compassion is of no use at all.
If it's something important then
pain will probably accompany it.
Loneliness that you feel together is worse
than a loneliness that you feel
by yourself.
In a nonexistent place
I stand as I am.
Please be you.
That’s my lips told a lie
for a trivial reason
I suppose it was for no one else
but only to protect me
when I was thoughtless
How I want you to be.
But I escaped from reality
Escaped from all the pain
I said to myself
I'll be my ideal self some day
Though I'm far from that now
Does this voice reach you?
Does it ring in your heart?
I'm walking on today
Looking at your back as a guidepost to live.
I'm going to try not to go astray anymore...
Freedom in the right hand, Love in the left
we’ll walk on, embracing both, and stumbling from time to time.
Where are you walking,
what are you staring at now?
Are you still chasing that dream
you once told me about?
When you stood here
and watched the scenery,
how much anxiety and confusion
did you battle with?
I remember your promise.
I remember every day.
Supposing life is a momentary dream
it would be like a flower
Even if destined to fall
it is all the more precious for its transience
What I lost somewhere once
what I left somewhere on that day
Now I go on a journey
with what is left in my hands
When you see someone worse off than you
you feel a little relieved.
When you see someone happier than you
you quickly become impatient.
But sometimes you
realize just how pitiful you are
and you crash into reality.
What should I think?
What should I say?
You're probably the
first person who has
tried to understand me.
My true form begins to dim little by little.
From inside the surging crowd I push aside, as long as I can't get answers I've been searching.
The better I become at telling lies and excuses, the more I feel afraid in the emptiness.
It's always so simple I could cry, but I want to smile.
If I become stronger I'll forget even your kindness, so I want to stay weak.
I want your love.
People are always solitary beings.
So I need someone. I want to be supported and I want to be supporting.
Nothing is certain, but in my heart I still believe.
If an important thing is found let's protect it to the end.
If I hit a wall that's too high and get hurt, I should stand up again.
I don't wish for anything else, just that one is enough.
I want your love.
What am I expecting?
Every time the phone receiver
I'm grasping trembles
My heart leaps
But soon I'm let down with a sigh
How many times will I continue to do this?
How long am I going to believe the words, "some other day"
When it will never come?
It's better to forget
Thinking that I just dreamed for a little while
though I know very well
a miracle will never happen
though I know very well
When time passes by
what will be left for me?
My heart going on wishing for a miracle?
Or just
A scar?
My heart burns,
I smell it burning.
That was the end of your dream
it was the start of everything
The fragments of your burst dream
Stab my breast
I mustn't forget,
I'll record it as pain.
If I could fly like a bird
I'd fly to you.
And offer my wings
to your wounded back
If it'll make it
so you need never see
anything scary ever again
I'll be anything.
Do you remember the first day we met even now?
You looked abashed, hanging your head
and turning your eyes away
I wonder when such a manner became so dear to me
It makes me feel a little nostalgic
don’t you feel so?

When the white snow colors the city
Let me stay by your side
though I may bother you
Again and again
The days we couldn't understand each other and parted
the days of tears, the days of smiling faces
whatever may happen and whatever mood you may be in
I'll always accept you
We travel this road to find happiness.
See? You look good with a smile on your face.
These beautiful, fragile days are reborn, unfazed.
.

We travel this road to find happiness.
Everyone is a traveler, carrying his own never-healing wounds.
See? You look good with a smile on your face.
At the end of this long path, what will we think?
Everyone is a traveler, wandering about in search of love.
Let's go together until we tire of it.
What I say?
What you say?
If we don't express
our thoughts and feelings in words
they may not be understood nor reached
.
What I need?
What you need?
Maybe it's all right
So long as I have desires
and am not satisfied
What I lose?
What you lose?
Maybe I have heard enough people saying
that they knew the value of something
only after losing it
I see, I find, I make sure.
I stare, I'm fascinated, I'm satisfied, but
I look up, I see, I compare.
I despise, I stray, and I’m abandoned.