A bridal gown, virgin white pure.
Black eyes, and mistaken sorrow.
A modern knight did she allure,
years of love like no tomorrow.

Let every star in the night sky,
Be my love i try to imply.

Lights and sounds, loud as bored babies.
Two let loving silence unfold.
A room of just akined bodies.
Two souls lost in their own world.


His Sakura nas now bloomed;
An exquisite bud he has groomed.
She ebbs from his branches,
And grows her own branches.
As she may hardly return,
He sheds a few leaves in return.


Sitting in an octogen with blood kins, I don't belong.
I welcome fatigue, and the land i won't feel wrong...


In this crowd i feel alone.
How i wish i was in that guy's place instead.

In this crowd i feel alone.
How i wish i was in that gal's place instead.