Kimi wa mou yume no tsuzuki todoku hazu mo nai koto da to wakatteiru
Anti-Nostalgic Gravitation
In liveing memory of Jan gray mother of three children and 6 chikens
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Anti- Nostalgic
Transparency dyes the night sky, and I walk alone on the road that always leads home.
Singing to myself, I want to send these kinds of feelings to you in your sleep, oh, um...
I'm tangled up in something; I'm getting a little sick of myself -- tangled up in the feelings to convey to those days that have been left behind... The heart I've forgotten somewhere is starting to hurt a little. I keep searching for you in a night lit by the stars that are bound to that time.
I place my feelings on the receding clouds on the road home, where I pause to stand
You are already a part of my continuing dreams; I know that (those feelings) can't possibly reach you from here.
The tears keep falling; jut by being able to be close to you, I'm starting to want a smile, just a little... Someone asks questions; I'm starting to want this to make more sense. You cast those too-brilliant days into a fading shadow.
I'm tangled up in something; I'm getting a little sick of myself -- tangled up in the feelings to convey to those days that have been left behind... The heart I've forgotten somewhere is starting to hurt a little. I keep searching for you in a night lit by the stars that are bound to that time.