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Why can't these hands let go
Why can't my heart deceive
Why, I can't avert my eyes again.
Sitting down in the deep pool of night, my dried legs stagger.
I stare at the light of the water's surface
Without noticing a single word.
Surely feeling depressed is a comfort, isn't it?
If we're always piled up in a deep place in
This cramped fishtank of a corrupted world,
Our body heat won't abate.
Why can't I forgive myself
Why can't I deceive well
Why won't the sweet pain disappear
We've gone Far off in the empty sky
We've sunk into the soundless darkness
If both I who hesitates and you who run away wish to
want to be entombed, want to be buried,
Want to embrace...
Show me your smile once in a while like that
Touch the end of my hair like that
Tell me why you live...
Why can't these hands let go
Why can't my heart deceive
Why, I can't avert my eyes again.
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