prologue

"brush back my hair when my exhausted hands
The memopad with the song I couldn't complete last night
I'll finish it today
as I shut my eyes and let out a sigh
What excuse can I give? I try to make something up
It's unfinished anyway so I'll just make anything up
Then I turned my eyes to the window and everything looks gray
Gray city, gray buildings, gray roads, gray rain
Everything in this world is slow"

Rain