Give me a cue
I think I¥ve nearly found you
Give me a cue
I can see clues all around me
The sound of music
The crying of the air
The sound of music
The echo of the earth
I¥m sick and tired of the same old chaos
Must be a way to get out of this cul-de-sac
The sound of music
The sound of my own voice
Writer(s): Keigo Oyamada
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