Monday, August 08, 2005 @2:28 AM
You know, when this town's shaded in dusk's shroud
a place somewhere in the world is lit with the rays of dawn
And when that flower within your hand wilts
perhaps, from it tiny seeds will fall
If we call well-trodden earth a path,
will there still be love if i close my eyes?
Should this star have been flat, we never would have found each other
for we were running such that we'd be further and further apart
Our pace never slowing, no matter how far apart we now may be
for we'll gaze upon the other once again, within these recurring miracles
And hey, when dusk lifts from this town
I'd like to let it leave with my tears
If we called the words spoken to me a short story
then maybe, the words that aren't heard are my dreams?
On the leaf floating upon this clear, unfaltering stream
Aspiring to the sea, I'll become the clouds, and patter down as the rain
Nourishing the seeds that've fallen near you, so far away
And if you were to notice me, in another place, I'd be happy
Because this star goes around and around, without an end
the sights I see outside this slightly opened window change
And perhaps within the season that the flower I loved quietly blossoms
at the very end of these recurring miracles - we'll gaze upon each other again
perhaps, we'll gaze upon each other again
Turning, all around you
whirling, twirling, spinning
Round and round I go,
Round and round around you.
