Asian Kung-Fu Generation

Like a cloud that has melted and dances in the sky
There are things that aren't connected
There are things that disappear as you count sheep

It's a melody so beautiful that it's sad

Even as the time passes
My memories won't fade
I'm clutching them in my right pocket
And they've been crushed

I was lonely
As the world cried
And I'm soaked
As I cried, too

Somehow it wasn't cast out
But quietly attached to my heart

Reach out and search for a place with meaning
This place you've lost sight of is just the start
Isn't it