Switch

An AI-generated song with lyrics by picture book author Keiko Maewo, enhanced with color.

Switch
Keiko Maewo

The shoulder that's been touching me just now
I wish the switch would turn on
I'll blame it on the night
The pedestrian overpass
Pretending to stumble
The bus that's already gone
I'll use it as an excuse
What is love
Stepping on the plane tree's star
That alone is enough to call it love

With eyes that can no longer look away
I wish the switch would turn on
Still calling you by your first name

Even though it's only the third time we've been alone
The light from the vending machine illuminates your profile
What is love
If you capture a moment that lasts only a few seconds, I think it's love

I won't tell anyone
I wish the switch would turn on
Still ambiguous

When we can't meet
I feel your presence
In your absence
Is this love
I reread yesterday's email, searching for its meaning
As if trying to hide it

The shoulder that's been touching me just now
I wish the switch would turn on
I'll blame it on the night

With eyes that can no longer go back
I wish the switch would turn on
Still wavering

Perhaps

With the same premonition still lingering

When viewed through the eyes of someone you love, everything takes on an unforgettable outline. Even the traffic lights, the street trees, and the coffee you were drinking. It's such a personal kind of magic, but I think it exists all over the world. The number of emails I can't delete increases, and the number of emails I can't send increases, and the balance between them, when they're roughly equal, is like a handful of gold dust. Because I know that balance can easily shift. Perhaps the beginning is the most complete form.