Cool shimmering light lingers around.

Leaves of the autumn break the sound.

(And) Only the whispers can be heard,

Untangled from the common word...

As I see the gathering clouds,

as I feel... the darkness above

...

Dreams are now taken,

All by the storm...

And I feel... the life is now broken

As I see into the storm...

...

So what if the darkness is here?

So what if we can't stop the rain?

... Can't we just dream... or imagine that here,

There is a bleam that glows from within.

Can't we just scream for the laughter?!

Seen as the most, ever done, creasiest thing...!

Now I see... that life isn't broken,

As I feel that I'm not alone!

Now that we're under... and into the sound...

Under the sky... and into the storm!

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