Long after you've forgotten me It’ll dawn on me straight from the stillness That this was never the case…at all Must I spin my wheels making peace with myself Before I can expect any harmony with you? Every passage that we traversed Had reason, weight, insistence I miss that, but it’s not far ahead of us Months away from deliverance of a wish I want to be a part of how it plays out If you’re a metaphor to make me more aware Then I summon you Just like you wanted me to Let’s take on this stretch together That our first incarnation voided With no need to take it all seriously We suffer from our misinterpretations Tripping on live wires And variations of what could go wrong These convictions are still coursing through me Soon to be overshadowed by the gems within us Within us I vaguely frame how we’ll come through Yes, my voice may tremble now Yet I can hear the pause between each of your words Maybe I had something golden cued up to say But I’ll listen instead Deciphering so-called entreaties of manhood Fossilized in our psyches Without a point of reference to the contrary I choose to start thriving in a new setting Not a recommended, but a required Part of the journey I’ll start to not think too much Walking awkwardly Into a desert nightfall Our sides brushing past each other My hands haven’t made it into hers How can I blame myself for wanting this so badly? Windward sails and we’re on our way We've braved the perilous sea Our music will travel wide enough Just let your spirit be

How would I be if I was Free from all dualisms? I cannot beg you for accolades As I had once done Ourselves in observation Is becoming a lost art To face myself every day Pondering winter's refrain The meter then becomes odd As I dethrone my aversions Impatient for the steps Of these feet that I've been given Why do I stray when there is hope Albeit dim There's nothing wrong with your dark side Or with what turns you on To err is human though not our fate So you can just let me be vulnerable When we willingly receive I have nothing to concede to you Give voice to our broken bearings So we can hold him in our Hold her in our harbor The least we can finally offer Give me the words to articulate I alone am dull and drifting Like the waves of the sea Must I fear what others fear What nonsense I am a fool Everyone else seems so busy Yet I'm aimless and without desire Oh yes I am confused Saturated with merchandise I'll listen to your paradigm But I'll forge my own Climaxes of fear or pleasure Don't we put the same effort into each Are you lost in your own home? Crazed and shafted or so you think Is truth in hiding or do I Have my blinders on too tightly?

They are just formalities Never take it personally Thanks for your cooperation and have a nice day! Busyness is illusory For its purpose to distract This is no new enlightenment And it will not make history No, it will not make history

新杉田 何で出かけた？

The pangs of a melody yet unwritten In your arms I pray

When you’re delicately listening I can feel you from miles away If we could just remain in this state indefinitely Perhaps it could save us both some pain You know I’ll be the candid one Here, stuck under the falling sun Reality, come my way I need your guiding hand these days Wait, is trust in our scope? Is it as key to you as it is to me? If you are daydreaming, know that I’m too Okay to let the world take care of itself If you know what I mean We sugar-coat our tribulations, but don’t give them avenues to heal I stand under the insight that Our time on this Earth is not unlimited Yet the bliss we can bring into it is (2x) If the fancy strikes you, please share your kinks Our livelihoods depend on it. I’m not qualified to put all this Emphasis on externalities Let me stand naked, as long as it’s my own mission And you’re blooming now And you’re magical in a way That I wanted, at first, to be the only one to see Another overpass, I wonder where this lane leads to… Will I feel lonely when I have to turn back from the gravel roads and go home?

On the Tatami Our place is set A post-modern, tradition blend We weren't fulfilled picking up scraps Now I relate to you Deep in this lost prefecture Our sacred space in Saitama A delicate aroma drafts The world is in the glance you pass me Across the hearth, my root your essence draws Your softest features glow When will you shed your evening gown? As dusk envelopes our languid hours The counsels of whom will signal me? Fare ye well, wanderer? En route in all your tales Here between us it seems Changes we needed have been made Delight in our radiant encounter Thought God would never corner me into conflicting ties Or am I mistaken? Open the channels that the past had closed The censure I was conceding to My faith in question, what more myths Need I pry away before I awake? Won’t stand to reenact every hoax in the whole damn book I’m going to snatch you up And take the both of us back to Saitama Other’s domestic worlds Shrouded in subtleties What would it be like inside? I disembark through capillaries Suburban train stations Runoff from the metropolis There’s more to you than on the surface So I’ll be back in just a heartbeat I’ll only be with you entirely This is undeniable If I’m wrapped up in new predicaments And over-thinking what’s in front of me Then ease the dosage and let me know That I’ll brave this chapter eloquently I find the Tao in every moment Baby I am with you… Then what I fool I've been To expect you to be this way What I fool I've been Have you ever felt the same? It’s become in vain To expect you to change this way Agonizing over what I could have done differently Get me out of here, get me out of here Sitting in a cookie-cutter room with the anticipation of her touch Or her slightly pronounced fragrance That I’d only be able to notice Babe, given the one or two fleeting journeys that we shared Yet the scenes have dematerialized And the backdrops seem nothing like what I recall