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Don't know where we disconnected each of our stories

Now we go, once again, past where we have split off

Even if, many times, we have been separated, you can see

We're connected, still

So, goodbye, farewell then

We said the words, departed

How many morning suns have we seen ever since that day?

In our respective new future destinations

Extension of that day

Today is when we meet

With every moment that leads up to our meeting time

I keep feeling my heart beating louder as the seconds pass

As I look up at the sky that has cleared from the rain

It was just like what we saw that day

Upon us was a seven-colored bridge

Here and now, we were able to meet once again

We have kept our connection alive all along

The things we talk about

We wanna speak about

Are never ending, overflowing out and so

Hold up, this won't be loosening, for we know

We were rushed by the seasons, forever moving

And beyond where the roads could be leading us to

No matter where we stand

As often as we want

We gotta tie our strings together like before

We'll meet again soon

Ah, what was this?

And now, we cannot end the reminiscence

And those recollections, retentions

We trace and we laugh

Filling in sceneries we were living apart

The conversation offer a shortcut

And we don't even need to worry about tomorrow

As if in a machine, and we're back to our past

In any case

Some changes that each of us have witnessed

In total honesty, there's been too much of them

But we know, till this day

It's all of our surprise

That everything is still the same

When we look up at the sky, notice it's turning white

We're exhausted and we see upon one side of our cheeks

A gentle touch and a stroke from the warmth of the sun

It was just like what we saw that day

We return to our individual days

Hey, every step that each of us have walked up to now

Has been on separate pathways, we know

But the same morning sun is above and shining bright on us

We've got to, once again, overlap now

Don't know where we lost connection within our stories

Once again, we return to what lies there beyond

The things we talk about

We wanna speak about

The pages will soon be filling up, you'll see

So, now, let's keep on adding to the story

Even the setting red sun we looked up at once

And the blue days of youth we have spent together

Our memories won't forget

Never to fade away

And like the way the greens will always sprout

We can meet again some time

Our stories always start

With a white morning sunshine every time, and so

"See ya tomorrow"

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