残酷な人間。

Aren't we all?

[flyingswallowperfectform]

it is a never-ending rain

a rain of a thousand knives

to take away the pain,

does it take a thousand nights?

fake afternoon walks

and late night talks

a home-bound drive

and a hidden love bite

who are we hurting with all the lies?

why do we keep secrets deep inside?

were all these planned in our minds?

no one buys second-hand alibis

it is kind of the same

same as the never-ending rain

that falls over a thousand nights

to take away the pain,

does it mean to be sliced by a thousand knives?

the everyday torture

for an unknown future

to enjoy the present fast

help me make peace with the past

how do we keep on going?

will that only be a one-time thing?

do we keep all what we are saying

even when no one is looking?

who do we want to be with after all the lies?

how long will we keep secrets deep inside?

whether all these were planned in our minds,

no one wants regrets after sudden goodbyes

it is a never-ending rain

but is it a rain of a thousand knives

or one that lasts a thousand nights?

to take away the pain,

even if it takes a thousand nights

or it means to be sliced by a thousand knives

I am choosing to stay

listen to what I have to say

I am choosing us

I am choosing to rebuild the trust

because at the end of the day

nothing is more worth the pain

than having someone you choose to love

in this never-ending rain

[musikeshon]

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木村カエラ - Yellow

[nyctoheart]

All you gotta do is say the word. Your walls will crumble.

If you want to make it happen, nothing’s impossible.

[flyingswallowperfectform]

"If only we could be strangers again..." - Will Smith, Collateral Beauty

[melisica]

[youwillhaveaboytonight]

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Ukigumo (Petrolz’s Nagaoka Ryousuke)’s cover for PIZZICATO FIVE’s 東京は夜の七時 (Tokyo wa yoru no shichiji), used at the Rio 2016 Paralympics Flag Hand Over Ceremony, with lyrics symmetrically rewritten by Shiina Ringo.

東京は夜の七時−リオは朝の七時− 原詞／作曲：小西康陽　編曲／返詞：椎名林檎 菅編曲：村田陽一　歌唱：浮雲

両手で見晴らす立体模型（ジオラマ） 目的地へ一瞬で接続（アクセス）して 僕ら自身が扉になったの トーキョーはよるの七時 あなたが把手に触れれば 噫僕ら夏になってしまう ひと晩中あいしていたい トーキョーはよるの七時 「待ち合わせは交叉点で」 「もうまどわされないで」 文明と自然が出会す地点 はやくあなたに会いたい トーキョーはよるの七時 夢みたいに実在する都市（まち） 地球の裏側誰か目覚める トーキョーはよるの七時 本当の愛に気付いている 宇宙の片隅あなた今何処（いずこ） 世界中がいがみ合っても あなたは一人生きている 一層全能なのと同じこと はやくあなたに会いたい トーキョーはよるの七時 落ち着けそうにないのさ 答はここだと生命が呻く トーキョーはよるの七時 本当の愛を捕らえている 人生は短いあなた今何処

7 da noite em Tóquio -7 da manhã no Rio- (At 7pm in Tokyo -At 7am in Rio-) Lyrics/Music written: Yasuharu Konishi Arranged/Lyrics for reply: Sheena Ringo Brass arrangement: Yoichi Murata Vocal: Ukigumo

With both hands moving out over the diorama and access in a moment to any destination We ourselves became the door It’s 7 at night in Tokyo When you touch the handle Oh, we become the summer It’s all night long I want to love It’s 7 at night in Tokyo “We’ll meet at the crossing” “Don’t go astray” It’s a point that connects nature and civilization I want to be with you now It’s 7 at night in Tokyo A city exists like a dream On the other side of the world someone is waking up It’s 7 at night in Tokyo Awake to true love In this corner of the universe, where are you now? For even if the whole world is fighting, Out on your own with nothing As if just shy of all that is holy I want to be with you now It’s 7 at night in Tokyo There’s no way we’re calming down The answer is right here, life is moaning It’s 7 at night in Tokyo Catching hold of the truest love It’s all so short, where are you now?

[flyingswallowperfectform]

鞄のなか花束を君に, ca. October 2016. #art #drawing #sketch #pencilonpaper #staedtler

[flyingswallowperfectform]

鞄のなか花束を君に, ca. October 2016. 曲:「荒野の狼」 歌手: 宇多田ヒカル #art #drawing #sketch #pencilonpaper #staedtler

[flyingswallowperfectform]

鞄のなか花束を君に, ca. October 2016. 曲:「おれの俺の彼女」 歌手: 宇多田ヒカル #art #drawing #sketch #pencilonpaper #staedtler

[flyingswallowperfectform]

Only you can show me love Even when you're not around Only you can make me found #おかえりhikki #Fantôme @kuma_power

[flyingswallowperfectform]

Live.

To change for others is to lie to yourself. Sadly, even if it is for your betterment, it is the truth – to change for others is to lie to yourself.

So, it’s either you make others happy or you make yourself happy. You choose.

You live your life as you in this lifetime only once. Try not living it for someone else. You don’t owe anyone anything, so long you don’t really owe anyone anything. You get what I’m saying.

So, there. Live. Live your life.

Oh, how sweet it is to live in an ideal Earth, right? But isn’t it sweeter to be loved because you’re you?

[flyingswallowperfectform]

from dusk to you, I am home. #poetry

[durianquotes]

Find me now. Before someone else does.

Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 (via durianseeds)

[flyingswallowperfectform]

青と赤 "what kept you apart?" in fourth of a second, he tried, "distance, I first thought; one hundred rivers meant nothing before; though, time was still there, but days turned to nights, then nights became years, one hundred rivers were no longer rivers; slowly, I found myself sinking to the bottom of the third ocean; one hundred rivers were no longer rivers; they evaporated all at once and covered the moon with the darkest clouds; then fell without warning on the saddest night; one hundred rivers were now a thousand oceans; distance kept us apart; still, trying to be lifeless on the ocean floor, it hit me; one thousand oceans and one more..." "and that was what?" after a sigh, not wanting to break, again, he tried, "it was the silence; hearing a voice after one hundred rivers was more than what I needed; to remind myself he was still there, I tried to listen; but when the hundredth river became part of the darkest clouds and fell to be the thousandth ocean, I didn't hear anything; after the days turned to nights, then the nights became years, I kept them open, my ears; still nothing; not even a gulp of unspoken letter, I heard nothing; after one hundred rivers and one thousand oceans, what kept us apart was not the distance, but the silence; the pause that was once a day that turned to nights, then became years, that kept us apart; more than one hundred rivers and a thousand oceans, silence kept us apart." #poetry #art

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[flyingswallowperfectform]

宇多田 ヒカル -  真夏の通り雨

[flyingswallowperfectform]

why

a heart afloat, nerves suspended as time runs slow, waves now halted

looking at the night sky, there, the moon floating nigh; drifting through gravity; pulling tears from the sea:

a bubble bursting, a drop of dew, three young hearts breaking, a ring, once two –

he sees

reflections, half a sliver on keys, rusting while silver collecting snow, dusts on hands; melting daydreams turn to sand

on the same axis, how does he do that – to signal a kiss while drawing lines flat

shaking, cupping bodies of water, while the boy tries to answer how to stitch a question to a lip and knife the answer on the other

he sees

looking at the moon, there, with words passing by, not closing an eye, the moon had to ask,

“how do you keep an ocean inside your eyes?”

never wanting to know why.

[flyingswallowperfectform]

because I will not give you the moon nor the stars  but my time; all of it to its last tick until its hours and numbers are yours, from moonshine to ever thine.