( Everything has its season, Everything has its time )

( I could feel at the time / There was no way of knowing )

( Man, and you felt obscured by YOUR relatives... )

From .hack//SIGN:

deep in the night
far off the light
missing my headache

visions of light
sweeter delight
kissin' my loveache

how come I must know
where obsession needs to go?
how come I must know
where the passion hides its feelings?

how come I must know
where obsession needs to go?
how come I must know
the direction of relieving?

( love comes... )

( At the tender age of three... )

( well, you should be able to guess... )

Imtheochaidh soir is siar A dtainig ariamh An ghealach is an ghrian ( Read more... )

( yes, it's surreal. )

( lyrics follow, cut to avoid the spamming )