Heart of Sword
By myself, too far from tomorrow
I'll strike at sunrise
My imperfect mellow feelings
It passes each other again tonight

After too much endurance and suffering
It's just that only what comes around goes around. . . like walking on a tightrope
All my action everyday seems meaningless
My shy hesitation turns out to be all bad

Burn like Hell
My hidden dimension
Keep on going in a flash

By myself, too far from tomorrow
I'll strike at sunrise
If I don't bother my feelings are free
It passed each other again last night

No matterhow many times I try
It'll always return to your love
My feelings are uncontrollable and wild
They'll pass each other if I open my heart.
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