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Copyright Rob Ketcherside; contact roket swirly gwu.eduFrom the "DNA^2" soundtrack. Lines in bold were in the shorted version in the opening credits.
You, washed in distant winds,
Can't be reached. I try sending you words, yet
Still you gaze at somewhere beyond the window.
I've still got this unwavering feeling that
Even those days were cloudy...
The afternoon sun, which transgresses on your
Blurry, caged-bird-like eyes,
Is also a brightness beckoning you forth.
I've still got this unwavering feeling that
Even those days were clouded over.
It seems promises are wrenched away by cycling time.
Even though I grabbed with both hands, our hearts seperated.
Why do you stare at the sky
with your blurry eyes?
It seems promises are wrenched away by cycling time.
Even though I grabbed with both hands, our hearts seperated.
In cycling time, the person I need, will...
With those pupils which looked back, a small sigh
... already leave with a heart seperated from mine.