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Don’t know where we disconnected each of our stories Now we know once again paths where we have split off Even if many times we have been separated You will see, we’re connected still “So, we’ll bid farewell then” We said the words, departed How many morning suns have we seen ever since that day In our respective new future destinations Extension of that day Today is where we meet With every moment that is left to our meeting time I can feel in my heart beating louder as the seconds pass As I look up at the sky that has cleared from the rain It was just like what we saw that day Upon us was a seven colored bridge Here and now, we were able to meet once again We have yet our connection in life all along The things we talk about We wanna speak about A never ending overflowing, now don’t stop Hold up, this won’t be loosening for we know We were rushed by the seasons forever moving And beyond where the roads could be leading us to No matter where we stand There’s nothing else we want We’re gonna tie our strings together like before We’ll meet again soon “Ah, what was this?” And now we can know every reminiscence And those recollections, retentions We trace every laugh Feel amiss in the reasonable belief In the part of the composition, the version to cut off And we don’t even need to worry ’bout tomorrow Assessing every scene, then we’re back to our past in any days Some changes that each of us have witnessed In total honesty it’s been too much of them But we know, ’til this day It’s all about surprise That everything is still the same When we look up to the sky know this is turning light Where in sun-setting we see upon one side of our cheeks A gentle touch and a stroke on the warmth of the sun It was just like what we saw that day We reach into our individual days Hey, every step that each of us have walked Up to now, has been a separate pathway to freedom But the same morning sun is above and shining bright on us We’ve got to once again overlap now Don’t know where we lost connection within our stories Once again we return to what lies there beyond The things we talk about We wanna speak about The pages will someday fill and then you’ll see So now let’s keep on adding to the story Even the setting red sun will lift up at once And the blue days of youth we have spent together Our memories won’t forget They won’t fade away And like the way the greens will always sprout We can meet again sometime Our stories always start with a white morning sunshine everything, and so “See ya tomorrow!”