One becomes two, two becomes three
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It seems things won't change, but they do change-at least in the heart
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Three becomes four, four becomes five
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They change at a faster pace, and the world changes even without us trying
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A girl who makes a flower crown, a boy who runs around as if mad
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A lady who turns everyone's heads, an old man smiling knowingly
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There are as many shapes as there are people, and I feel like crying somehow
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I looked up at the pale blue sky
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A story that begins at zero will eventually reach its end
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Laughing, crying, it changes its shape; someday each will become its own form
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So where shall we go, what shall we do?
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If we wish, perhaps all the way to the end
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You and I were chosen for that single zero
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Six is elementary school; at what age do you become an adult?
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It seems I don't know, and I don't want to know, at least for now
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A boyfriend who longs for affection, a girlfriend who seeks stability
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A student who wants to chase dreams, a teacher who tells him they won't come true anyway
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There are as many thoughts as there are people, and I somehow feel like crying
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I stared at the gray road
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A story that begins with zero will someday end
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Wrestling and wriggling, it changes its shape; someday each will take on its own form
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So wherever we go, whatever we do
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Whatever results may await
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You and I will simply bear that single zero
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As many thoughts as there are worries, there are no answers
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As many meetings as there are partings; with every goodbye I become more cowardly
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I hate that self, and somehow I feel like crying
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I gaze at the city lights as they glow
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A story that begins with zero ends
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Loving, trusting, it changes shape; someday they will become their own forms
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So where shall we go, what shall we do?
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The world changes, at that moment
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The light shines, and we run
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If we wish, perhaps all the way to the end
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You and I were chosen for that single zero
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One becomes two, two becomes three
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It seems not to change, yet it does; even unseen, the future is
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