The dream we have is right before us.
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What was it I left behind?
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I don't want to forget, but
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Sometimes all of a sudden what floats in the crevice of my memories
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Is a light faded sepia color
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A little bit further beyond the days where right before my eyes is blocked off.
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Anyway, why am I out of breath?
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It's because I'm running, isn't it.
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As much as I gain speed, I get scared of standing still.
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I touched my heartbeat that was going faster to make sure that I was right here.
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When I perked my ears to the little voice inside my heart
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I am enveloped, the entire world becomes sunny. To tomorrow.
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We get closer and then separate a bit.
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I wave my hand to the person I met.
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On this path that seems like it keeps repeating, I become honest.
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Your smiling face and your crying face, it's pretty, isn't it?
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Things that won't change will someday head deeper inside of me.
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The sun shines on my cheek I cried tears upon.
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Does this mean that love is progressively blooming?
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It was so hazy, far, far away.
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Let's concentrate our eyes to the future.
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The wind hazes over my cheek. If I sing a song right into your ear
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It will ring higher along with my heartbeat because we are getting closer to the sky.
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Like I'm springing lightly ahead, I am brought along by my way of walking,
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Continuing onto the story no one has ever seen yet.
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As much as I gain speed, I get scared of standing still.
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I touched my heartbeat that was going faster to make sure that I was right here.
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When I perked my ears to the little voice inside my heart
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I am enveloped, the entire world becomes sunny. To tomorrow.
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I am enveloped, the entire world becomes sunny. To tomorrow.
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