The wind,made the sweet summer grass grow wild.
And the dust flew into my eyes.
I rubbed the blurred mirror with an old towel.
So I took a quill and dipped it in the blood to draw the rusty frame.
I never fear anyone’s warning.
This is my one and only.
Once my plaid shirt was thrown in the corner.
Now I put it back on and it’s still about your story.

The stone, I took an axe as my weapon and was reduced to powder.
I crawled barefoot through the thorns.
Trying to hold on to what’s mine.
They said there is a folk song in ancient times.
It’s easy to love someone, but it takes a lifetime to forget.
I never fear anyone’s warning.
This is my one and only.
Once my plaid shirt was thrown in the corner.
Now I put it back on and it’s still about your story.

When the craws reach you.
You can’t hear anything.
That’s how I felt for so long.
That’s how I felt for so long.
I put on my plaid shirt.
And I’m lying in the grass on a summer night.
This is a familiar film not tampered with the film.
Now I’m on my way home.
I’ve never been exiled.
Because my plaid shirt takes me home.

I never fear anyone’s warning.
This is my one and only.
Once my plaid shirt was thrown in the corner.
Now I put it back on and it’s still about your story.

This is a familiar film.
This is a familiar film.
This is a familiar film.
And I miss you.

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