Lost In Translation
I watch it again and again, and again...
And while most of the time, spent trying to understand japanese words in the background.
A question keeps breathing, humming, eating me alive, questions, questions, minds, people, unknows, and variables, salt, names, names, and names... fears, regrets, every step of the way, looking back, looking down on ur feet, looking back to see if someone looking over ur shoulder, looking ahead? I donno, no croners, hope, hope, until it hurts, may, may, may, may, may, may, may, may, the absolute need to get drunk, the enormous self restraint that keeps u in ur room on a friday night, and the complete passive dazzeled look.
I guess, you grow up, you learn, you take chances... and you just hope your timing is correct.
I was walkin out of the dorm today, on my way to class, and a japanese girl passed me by, the back of her t-shirt read..
Love is eternal,
Life is immortal,
And the world, oh the world.