The Blue Sky of Aqua Timez

The wind of this city sets the people free to the future. In turn, the people of this city hide their grief in the wind; an ongoing creature that laughs the more the sadder the situation is. Just like today, wildly struggling while carrying hopes. We've learned to hold a strong will, an invisible greatness. Coming this way, we now think we can seriously fight, seriously live. Yet we walk while we tumble, laugh while we cry in the chink between ones own delights and sorrows. Now matter how strong you might be, actually, everyone lives just in the same repetition of despair and hope.
We humans always seem to wander through a ocean too blue, through a sky too high.
Living beings are not given weary eternity and that's all the more a reason why we should be able to thoroughly go on living. There's more than one kind of strength, more than one kind of gentleness. And so I continue to stumble through my limited time, meeting many different mes.
We humans always seem to wander through a ocean too blue, through a sky too high.