Hmm, the sakura
The bells ring in the distance...

He is all she ever wanted
All she ever needed...

All dreams and realities
Shattered by the harshness of life...

There is a fountain of blood
Pouring onto the street...

People are strange
Are they not...

I'm one inch away
I'm closing my eyes...

The tree blows hard
It's leaver rattle in the wind...

You cant judge me
For its impossible for you to see...