A beautiful postcard appears in the mailbox
The Green Mountain's feet are full of smoke
But all I need is the back.
The handwriting you are familiar with has been separated for many years.
That's a joke you just got away from.
Dust piled up in my heart into a tower
You just opened it.
In front of the mailbox, I am the puppet.
Waiting for you to pull
You said that if I still remember you in the next life ☆☆
We should die together.
Like the distance to hypnosis
I am not awake
Well, if I still remember you in my next life, ☆
Don't forget your vow
Just a postcard.
I have followed it into the next cycle
That's a joke you just got away from.
Dust piled up in my heart into a tower
You just opened it.
I was the puppet in front of the mailbox.
Waiting for you to pull
You said that if I still remember you in the next life ☆☆
We should die together.
Like the distance to hypnosis
I am not awake
Okay. If I still remember you in the next life
Don't forget your vow
Just a postcard.
I have followed it into the next cycle
Lost In My blurred air
I search for opportunities between your words
You said that if I still remember you in the next life ☆☆
We should die together.
Like the distance to hypnosis
I am not awake
Well, if I still remember you in my next life, ☆
Don't forget your vow
Just a postcard.
I have followed it into the next cycle
The end!
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