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Planetarium lyrics

Evening approaches and the voices of night-smiling children fade I know that you are somewhere under this sky, far, far away At summer’s end, we snuck away together, we found this park I kind of remember that constellation Even if I don’t meet you, I can search for memories Of the same sort of happiness. Both the smell and fireworks going “bang” I want to go to where you are I want to start running there soon I can’t see anything in the inky darkness Even if I’m scared I’ll be okay The wisdom of this clear sky Is here now all the time. I didn’t cry when I saw you in the past Because the sky was clear. Daily, from that road over there, I can only hear one sound. Maybe you’ll stare at your big shadow. It is not in the least expected to change. A sad feeling expands inside you. This is the “you’re not there” kind of feeling. I really want to go and be next to you Even though I am really, really small I love you the most I can be strong I suddenly try to make a wish on a falling star Maybe I’ll reach the point where I don’t cry In a clear sky. Even if I'm not with you, I can search for memories Of the same sort of happiness. Like the smell, together with fireworks going “bang” I want to go to your place (The place that is with you…) A small hand clenching yours, I want to cry; that is a beautiful sky. I suddenly try to make a wish on a falling star Under this sky, I don’t think that I want to cry. Last edited by enlightened0ne on Apr 03, 2007 4:35 pm; edited 1 time in total

a love story..
i thought they would last forever..
they were the best i've ever seen..
they look so good together...
but it has ended..
it used to be a 'they'..
now it's just 'he' and 'she'..
it ended all too sudden...
the snowball has shattered..
the fairytale in it has come to an end...
no more meetups.
no more calls.
period.
i hope she gets better.

personal relationships are so fragile.
is it worth the time building one in the first place?
only to get yourself hurt in the end
all good things come to an end
even the most beautiful fairytale
will come to an end..
from flames to dust..
lovers to friends...
maybe its all just a beautiful dream in the end.