Violin Tsunami
When our faith was on the edge
Of the weight of summer days on end
Memories of the setting sunlight
Would tell a different way to be
To be, to be
春の 晴れの 港 滅び
Be that wave that overran
The pride that added more to blame
To blame
In every one of us
There is a heart that arises
Birthed in loss and pain, and pain
And in the wood beneath
My fingers flow the sound
That it will never be the end of us
The end of us
春の 晴れの 港 滅び
春の 晴れの 港 滅び
春の (晴れの) 港 滅びる
春の (晴れの) 港 滅びろ
When in song we are blessed to be
Mending the rift of our apathy
I have the answer
You will remain (ooh)
Days on end after the end of the cancer
One day you will follow at the sound of laughter
One day we'll fall in love