The buzz

It was different

People moving everywhere all the time
But there was still something
Beautifully personal
In the anonymity

I stood out like a sore thumb, I know
With my accented Japanese and my face
But I was doing my best
To blend in

To that landscape of heterogeneous homogeny

That buzz

Of hard work and hard play
The serenity of those nights
On crowded city streets
Or calm country valleys

I've been chasing it ever since
Never to succeed and find anything like it

Dearest Japan,
Your sights,
Your sounds,
Your smiles,
会いたい