spring hasn't come to our town - Pedestrian

spring scenery swimming wind a lone colorful note bursts into color i fell into a river of marble colors i'm making my way to the south side

inside of the city of the book i was reading is a fleeting pale light blue

i broke into a run in your direction before the first breeze of spring blew "the town where spring hasn't come" isn't drawn on anywhere on any map let's go

everyone else feels down too grey clouds voices of displeasure overflowed the metropolitan was dirtied change the world at three pm

inside of the city of the book i was reading is another spring day's rain

i broke into a run towards the outside of town anywhere is fine as long as the cherry blossoms don't bloom a place where the season of goodbyes isn't coming "the town where spring hasn't come" let's go

candy that doesn't go away even if you eat it cherry blossoms that come no matter how many times it's been these things are the same in a way, aren't they? this year, spring came again to this town