Your slender fingertip
Searches out my heart just so
It tells of life's certain trembling
Finally the world gently flows out
That's--but...lost dreams
Forgetting them is too beautiful
A captive angel's distant song
The pain of lost things can be healed
The reasons for all solitude, all sadness
When will people know them?
The shards of sky that broke and scattered
Gently pour onto the earth
At least they connect you and me
Countless sad golden threads
It's not a miracle and it's not magic
The waves of time close above me
And I am slowly sinking
Deeply, to your blue depths
And then...and then...
That's--but...a broken key
Remembering it is too sad
The broken wing of a bird that's flown away
Where do vanished things rest?
The reasons for all lies and hatred
People don't notice them
The shards of sky that broke and scattered
Gently pour onto the earth
At least they connect you and me
Countless shining golden threads
It's not a miracle andi t's not magic
That's--only our little...
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