She's made of satellites
I walk to other sides
How many does she hide
Buried in the sand
Searching for a ride
To a foreign land.
The day I tried to die I couldn't get it right
If I follow her
Down the water's swirl
There's a place I'm sure
Hidden in the weeds
Covert and obscure
Where she sows the seeds
Love would swallow me if only I'd believe
Through these prisons chains
You wake me to my pain
Tell me why again
Just to hear my cries
Well what if I escape
And crawl back to your life
And left these good old days and this Atsugi haze.