Hoping is half-assed
just like hopping is one-legged.
Stand
or leap
with all you have.
How you always talk of catching me, but never open up your hands.
I’m not listening for the right words anymore.
..like the blue sky, right before the rain comes crashing through…
kawaranai uta o sagashi te iru aa misosazai
mienai ito de musuba rete ru mieru desho?
the wren that searches for an unchanging song
can you see that we're all connected with an unseen thread?
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map