A quick entry

I had this song up once before, a couple years ago. Somehow, the words even in their badly translated state hold more meaning now than ever before. A tribute to Forward Motion yes?

~*~*~*~*~*~

It’s true, isn’t it? It seems as though
we’re headed for a new century. It’s miraculous.
But this is something you can only taste once.
Let’s remember one more time.

On the day we arrived on this Earth
we were somehow happy,
and somehow it hurt.
We were crying
wow yeah wow yeah wow wow yeah

Reality is a traitor; it’s easy
to misjudge things. So with your own two eyes
please decide the worth of this place.
Do it with your own standards.

We’ve arrived in these times.
But somehow things move on
So now we’re standing here
and we’re living through today .
wow yeah wow yeah wow yeah

We’ve arrived on this kind of world.
Somehow I’m very happy
somehow it hurts a lot.
While crying at the top of my lungs :
wow yeah wow yeah wow yeah

I arrived in these times.
But I met you.

I arrived in this kind of world.
So I was able to meet you.

On the day we arrived on this Earth
we were somehow happy,
and somehow it hurt.
We were crying
wow yeah wow yeah wow wow yeah

We’ve arrived in these times.
But somehow things move on
So somehow we’re standing here
and we’re living through today.
wow yeah wow yeah wow yeah

-Ayumi Hamasaki – Evolution

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It’s frightening how coinkedinks and random chance and moments can bring people together. Yet so much of our lives is defined that way. And I can only call the outcome fate. And that is amazing.

  • wow yeah wow yeah wow wow YEAH!
  • wow! i love that song! i never knew the english lyrics though haha! good stuff.
    you always seem to have a song of the moment.
    every moment
    for the rest of the moments of ur life!

    congratulations. thats an accomplishmentish thing.
    props to you anyway!

  • Love the song.

    And by the way, I think I WAS brooding in that picture. From your previous post. Or at least peevy.

    Way to remember.

    <3Cat

  • I call such sublime irony:

    God–

    it may not make much sense to us

    now, then, or forever

    but only be it

    can we truly see

    anything worth running into

    fate to fate

    to face our destiny

    is ultimately

    to face ourselves

    simultaneously

    our worst enemy

    and best friend