[ Featuring Birds of a Feather ]
The high-spirited wind
Invites the leaves to dance
But we don't see it
The falling snow
Sings a familiar song
But we don't hear it
Why do we hold on to something so desperate
We'd rather die slowly than go back to living
Why
The unfolding flowers
Share the key to our hearts
But we don't use it
The blooming trees
Embrace the rising sun
But we don't feel it
Why do we hold on to something so desperate
We'd rather die slowly than go back to living
Why
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