Asian Kung-fu Generation Senseless
Senseless
My senses are dancing around in a concrete interval Like the white flower pedals that have been shed They lose color and just turn black
The upper surface of the world is crawling along over liquid crystal At the speed of sound I've becomes drunk with letters I sober up and turn to ice As I flush my system
The words being expressed on the other side of the screen Will finally swallow up my heart
Seemingly senseless I can't even feel the temperature
The gray sky is dyed like in a dream The gaudy red and green neon signs This twisted illusion will disappear once day comes on Leaving only traces in our hearts
Melting in the crowd that comes and goes Everyday, both today and tomorrow The self-consciousness which has been twisted into senelessness and the brand name bag Are now impure and have commingled into a modern standard
But despite that my thoughts are still connected
Throughout the world sadness has been hidden I am always Beckoning to you Because I'm softly singing my thoughts here I won't erase you
Shine a light into the darkness Shine a light into the depths of my heart