Being hit by the sleet, my life can be sharpened,
As I continued searching around this sooty town,
I hold my breath and cross the unstable looking bridge,
But before saying it was all in my mind, I found what I was looking for.
Now, for your sake, I will become a red fire because I want to keep you warm.
And if you speak I’ll keep doing it until anything awkward is no longer a lie.
At an overly hot street we look to the sky,
I still don’t know where we are, but...
All for you I’ll become a north wind. I want to be all tattered.
No matter if time seems to melt or fade away, I want to hear your voice.
Now, for your sake, I will become a red fire because I want to keep you warm.
And if you speak I’ll keep doing it until anything awkward is no longer a lie.
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