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With white earphones in my ears

I give the signal with a little grin.

The moment I knocked on the door,

The heat permeating me floods out.

"You still don't see?"

A staring contest with strained eyes.

When I faltered then

The chord rang out:

"Now's the time, take it back!",

As from inside my mind.

The world is lovable yet harsh.

There were some who loathed it.

With their cruelly irrational "system"

If I approve, then the future won't exist...

Boys and girls, face forward

Finding hope in even the unbearable heat.

"Bring it back!" , "Bring it back!"

The crescent moon rises in red flames.

Now, come, write the code in 0's

Head to the World outside the imaginary,

To the overstated warfront of fantasy.

"Go on ahead," you stick out your tongue, simple eyes feigning cockiness.

With their password, "Hey, it's my turn",

The awoken, restless child won't stop.

The night's getting dark,

For the "children", they're brightly burning

Extra innings.

Adversity is the cool thing, isn't it?

Can't sleep, not yet.

Come, hurry, hurry!


We meet our gazes

And then the beat resounds with a high touch.

Isn't it too late to think about it?

Come on, just get with us!

With one chord, we meet our gazes

And then you're wrapped in the bouncing groove.

You should see it's not a joke

Between the gasp of the high-end scenery.

So what do you think of this heat

And our values that just so happen to meet?

"Not so bad, is it?"

When we open our eyes

And clasp our hands

Even these surprisingly cheap words

We dispute them as "passwords".

And I face forward just a little.

Boys and girls, face forward

Finding hope in only the shimming heat.

Recall, and bring to words

Your miraculous encounters and farewells.

"You know, about that wild world; I laughed it off as being just too harsh."

So ends the signal.

Boys and girls, face forward!

Find hope in only the dizzying heat!

"Take it in hand!", "Take it in hand!"

The blazing sun rises in red flames.

Now, come, it's the call.

Let's make this the end; the best plan of action has opened your eyes,

From the overstated warfront of daydream

to beyond a mobius strip of emotion.