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.
Kotani Kinya - Anti-nostalgic Lyrics
Kotani Kinya - Anti-nostalgic Lyrics
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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.
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.