Swing Dream (君と)
~Kimi To~
You, 2017
Why do we travel? Is it to perhaps even by the tiniest fraction slow how sickeningly fast we fly through time in so many more ways than one? Is it to find answers? Or is it so that we increase our chances of being found by someone or something? Why do we fret so much over such a trivial endeavor when we are ultimately subjects to how the tides and currents of destiny just drag us wherever their abstract masochistic movements and workings dictate?
If someone or something is destined to be found, they shall indeed be found.
君と歩いていた、
星空の光が
神のやさしい雨のような踊り
をなさってよかった。
君と街灯の下で、
将来の希望考えて
色いっぱいの魂が時の
流れるのを止めてよかった。
君と遠い旅立ち、
未知の山と島に
風の空っぽ泣き声に
音楽を注いでよかった。
— Winter, early 2016