Alone
Somehow the solitude found me,
i gave up the soul inside me,
only myself can find me,
alone.
Who is the man who cries free,
he is from sin complete and free,
never the path to walk free,
alone.
Somehow the solitude found me,
i gave up the soul inside me,
only myself can find me,
alone.
Who is the man who cries free,
he is from sin complete and free,
never the path to walk free,
alone.
自由空、
鳥になりたい、
いつまでも。
しゅうそら、
とりになりたい、
いつまでも。
jiyuu-sora,
tori-ni-naritai,
i-tsu-ma-de-mo.
free sky,
I want to become a bird,
forever.
Fought, fight, fail, jail,
the failure of all the final nail.
Sign, smite, dark, night,
death the end the future bright.
Feel it now for I am lost,
a labours love,
the final cost,
my path is brave,
punishes deep,
truth forgiven my soul enslaved,
confident the devils grin,
falsities the lives we live,
forever silent those that sin.
You watched me go, i did not slow, it goes to show, you’ll never know.
In my hole I humbly sit,
reasons why I cant’ remit,
love alone i refuse to quit,
the solemn man in stone is writ.
I always was looking so never could find,
one thing that seemed to plague my mind,
forever lost and walking blind,
for another half I grieved and pined.
All is not lost is so often told,
another half will make a whole,
life’s journey is love so take a stroll,
to venture and find a kindred soul.
Relentlessly searching but all come to nought,
love is the path never walked but fought,
alone in the moment be not distraught,
as love is a journey that cannot be taught.
Further into the idiothole we stumble,
into the fools abyss we tumble.
The vast sea of idiocy flows on,
waves of knowledge crashed and now gone.
You fear the known and the known know not your rules,
but a drop in the ocean in a sea of fools.
It lied,
I cried,
It died,
I sighed.
I spent my whole life seeing things through your eyes,
my whole life judged by my own thoughts,
forever static.
As I could not see,
I could not find,
my own is not my own,
it is not my mind.
Ephemeral forever,
the first also the last,
a life lived through your eyes,
is a life I leave in the past.
Last night I died free
but sadly awoke
in my own head
my sanity eloped.
Rolling in shallow sentiment,
I curse the mirror,
myself resent,
bold and brave,
none of the above,
mediocrities parade,
humanity undone.
Has the City Hunter board been moved in Shinjuku station? How is one to get something swept?
Rode for half an hour in the rain on my bike in Tokyo the other day and Totoro was never anywhere to be seen. I also know I’ve seen too many Ghibli films now as every time I see a cat now in Japan I fully expect it to do something, I am as so far disappointed (only with the cats not Tokyo).
(Source: synthtek, via tomato-paste)