Some acts are just too hard to follow.
You were that act.
Everything.
My greatest act, the finale...my prestige.

We watched the sunset together, the finale of a day.
Never again will I have a final act...
not until you return like the sun does each day.
The ultimate prestige...
My ultimate prestige.

Some acts are just too hard to follow.
You were that act.
Everything.
My greatest act, the finale...my prestige.

We watched the sunset together, the finale of a day.
Never again will I have a final act...
not until you return like the sun does each day.
The ultimate prestige...
My ultimate prestige.

The Callender has my heart.
Moving away and taking it with her as her farewell gift to me.
To whom do I hand the sword to end me of the miserable contemplating,
speculating,
and hoping for the impossible to set itself into motion.
The deed has been done and there remains nothing for me to do.
Yet I come and her beckon and respond to her calls of me.
All the while she still remains in the heart of another man.
Someone else's...

There once was a guy who fell for a girl.

I discovered A Message in the sky
around the Poppyfields, watching soldiers march by
the clouds they shouted What If, look out, watch for Spies
I simply stand with my Glass of Water looking for Proof of Green Eyes
and Twisted Logic failed me soon as I jumped down with 42 Parachutes...
Trouble's coming but I digress, knowing Life Is for Living, unlike all the rest...

To return to the past…a wish of a dying man.
Forever trapped by a love lost.
To turn back the hands of time is worth more than gold...
More precious than gems...
Trying to not looking down that path as best he can,
wishing, hoping, wanting, “at any cost!”
He shouts to the wind as his body grows old
and weary. He closes his eyes to not open again
but wait…
His ears they hear…
“Love…Oh my Love…Come back to me, my Love…”
These words will one day cross him and what he shall not do
is not hold her until the sunsets and the moon rises.
He won’t not kiss her lips as if they would disappear before him…
He won’t not love her until the end of time…
and when that time is placed before him…
He won’t not give all of his gold and gems…
to receive that time again.

Just as the Osaka Sun must leave the sky from the Tokyo moon,
us who once were Lovers In Japan must depart,
no I shall not See You Soon,
for even the thought of seeing you breaks my heart…
For we were young and The World Turned Upside Down,
I sat, I crawled, and I walked…
Now I run from the thought of you I cannot turn around,
For soon I shall fly through this Rainy Day’s sky
and memories of U&I; shall past me by…

And yet it’s been so long…
All summer, all winter long…
Uncycled revenge is how I remain,chained,by death and all his friends…
I refuse to battle from beginning to end and therefore ran away,
Knowing life is for living, not wanting to live it alone or astray…
Only superstitions say we never change but oh how I try…
We shall meet at the strawberry swing…
Now the sky…