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where you find yourself a little bit out of your mind
everything seems familiar
deja vu
It's just another tour between the son and the father, spending time away from home
spending the weekend together
just like old time
just like years ago
it all went back in time
Yet there is more
that one bit draws the whole difference
just like the harmony of the concerto
when you can't really expand the magical moment in the recapitulation
when you can't really expand how I could talk with him like friend
just like old days
just like years ago
only I could listen more this time
A rush to be a grown man
a wish of all boys
A dream to have one complete family
an illusion you thought you would reach
It is almost there
but you will never be there
deja vu
and there is always a bit not the same
just like no water coming out from the tap
just like dead insects lying on somewhere
just like how lonely you feel
just like old days
just like you were wasting time
just like you are killing time
Instead describing as
deja vu
memory recalls should be the word coming out
it may not be the exact correct word
but it is the second word I thought of
just like recapitulation in minor key
just like light-motive
just like how people make a cut to Tchaikovsky's music
days of effort becomes a waste to performers
months of effort worths nothing
years of hard working means nothing to us
we thought it was his fault,
he wrote too long and too much repeating stuff
but now I wanted to apologize to him
because I've never thought in his way
deja vu
it could be easier to describe
everything is just like it happened before
but only
I thought it really happened
The bicycle in pink
The video games
The biking area
The ferry
The bus
The snacks in the market
The market
The clubhouse
The photos
The french fries
The breakfast
The sky
The night
deja vu
despite they were actually happened
deja vu
I drew it down
as everyone knows I am no good painter
but I had to
because it will eventually become less detail
but the pain stays
If dream is now, and reality comes during sleep
I am the luckiest man on earth
and if so
someone please wake me up
I hope that before my world comes to an end
this
deja vu will eventually come true
set my tears free
let me cry out once more
let me become safe again
save me from the dark once again
let old leaves fall and new leaves grow
let the wind blow away black clouds
let the sea wash away curses
let the sun shines again
and let me sees the light once again
deja vu
also memory
also dream
also regret
