歌词
Please whisper lines of books that I should have read
Can you still my hand that never rests?
Tell me how it is again
Oh, why I am still afraid of silence? I think I may never know
Instead, we fill the air with violence
Just to reap the grain we sow
Don't worry, just thinking something
Cup your hands on your mouth
To hold an ocean
You can't worry, just thinking something
Cup your hands on your mouth
To hold an ocean
Ahh~
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