(Reprise/MS2221/LP)
I Have no opinion the way most people do. Everybody Knows and Understand what they should and would be. Maybe It didn't mean nothing to me and off course Things is always the same to me in future, either. In The Darkest night, even Somewhat as we called, Feelings of Sorrow, Illusion and Anxiety is desperately in need of someting Bright 'that is likely to be saved'.
I walked alone and drifted in uncrowded Shibuya Street at night. It remainds me of this record.
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