| 0 | Once again I hear the beautiful vertigo… luring us to "do something, somehow" |
| 3 | Who would have thought this callous history would become my skin |
| 0 | Only the winding "why" expresses anything clearly |
| 0 | A new radiance springing forth from inside the light |
| 0 | Even That Still Here And Unwanted Can You And I Love It? Just Like Us It Was Born Here Too |
| 0 | Now while it's still warm let us pour in all the mystery |