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After Hours - March 10, 2011

dubreenu donuuve

もうここにはいないよ

すてきな場所に向かったのさ

伝えきれなかった言葉を

飲みほして さぁ出かけなくちゃ

仕事があって助かった

今はただ動いていたい

ふっと手を休めたら

なみだで溺れてしまいそうさ

ほんとうのきもちはいつだって

なくしてからきづくよ

かたちはきえても

いつまでも

こころは続くから

さよならを忘れても

ほんとうのやさしさはいつだって

なくしてからわかるよ

かたちはきえても

いつまでも

こころは残るのさ

さよならを忘れても

さよならを忘れても

あなたをわすれない

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Hello Darkness, My Old Friend Front Cover

Listen to After Hours - March 10, 2011 by dubreenu donuuve

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  • 1

    Scratch of August

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  • 2

    Last Night, I Was a Glorious Drunk

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  • 3

    When the Temple Bell Rings

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  • 4

    You Know, It Was a Dream

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  • 5

    Nineteen, Janis's Lullaby

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  • 6

    Second Season

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  • 7

    Sunflower at the Edge of the Storm

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    After Hours - March 10, 2011

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  • 9

    All I Want Is the Feeling

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Now it is the Reiwa era, the year 2025, but this album gathers songs that were sung between 1990 and 2012. Even the newest among them is already thirteen years old. I saw many different landscapes. They all came to different ends. But in any case, I was always sad. That is why I needed a lot of alcohol. Unless I dulled my brain with alcohol or some other means, reality would crush me.

Only in the back alleys at midnight could I breathe. Under the dim streetlights, I could always spot the sleeping cats, no matter how far away they were.

And then there was the money. Maybe because I always walked with my head down, I kept finding money. A wrinkled thirty thousand yen bill lying in a puddle-I picked it up and dried it with an electric fan. There was no salvation anywhere, but I could not abandon hope. Yet that very refusal to give up hope became the cause of suffering. That was how I lived.

What? Now? Well...yes, of course, I am still sad.
(Because I am alive.)

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