00:23.4
00:30.4
I've wasted so many pages writing about our feelings
00:30.4
00:37.6
but for some reason I can't find the words to fill this one blank line
00:37.6
00:45.4
Placing a pressed flower as a bookmark, I rode an abandoned bicycle with you
00:45.4
00:53.6
We piled up the almost-forgotten bricks, then threw them off balance
00:53.6
00:59.4
We're being tragged along towards equality; tired of playing,
00:59.4
01:10.9
we'll most likely not remember the frighteningly blue sky
01:10.9
01:14.0
Like that, a bundle of sunlight is pushing its way towards me now
01:14.1
01:32.3
Even though the two of us are still right there, I went and said, "I hope we'll meet again"
01:32.3
01:41.0
I must be out of my mind
01:46.9
02:01.1
The hand that turns a page of a book, the misanga bracelet tied with your mouth
02:01.1
02:15.8
Hey, today is an ordinary day as well, and if it rains, we can just talk on the phone
02:15.8
02:23.3
Like that, I'm pushing (The misanga bracelet snapped, unnoticed)
02:23.3
02:30.1
my kindness towards you (But for some reason I still can't say it)
02:30.1
02:38.1
I must really be out of my mind
02:45.1
02:52.3
If you pick one, it will break with a sound
02:52.3
02:59.6
"That's love for you", I joked, and you laughed
02:59.6
03:07.3
I'm glad I made it in time; the city decided to pretend it didn't notice and went to sleep
03:07.3
03:15.8
Let's go to the place where we piled up the almost-forgotten bricks
03:15.8
03:24.7
As I run up the hill that looks out over the sea, the sky is frighteningly blue
03:24.7
03:33.5
I'm holding a soda pop in my right hand; the left one is always looking for you
03:33.5
03:40.5
Like that, I'm hugging the spring breeze with both hands occupied
03:40.5
04:02.2
Time is still on our side, so I don't want you to say,"Someday, we'll forget about today"
04:02.2
04:13.9
Like that, "the present" is heading towards me without even pressing the question
04:13.9
04:16.7
I guess the two of us are still right there;
04:16.7
04:24.2
"That's right! The words that would fill the blank line are..."
04:24.2
04:32.8
No, let's not say them yet
04:45.7
05:00.5
The hand that turns a page of a book, the misanga bracelet untied with your mouth
05:00.5
05:15.0
Little joys on the first train of the day; hey, today is an ordinary day as well
05:22.2
05:31.1
I must really be out of my mind
