_in the October wind__

And it whispered, like a flow of the current, lifted a stone and the fragrance rose…

And, so I told you it was alright, the dancing of sunflowers - the halo of the moon…

I knew you had it fine-tuned for a while, but the seasons change and so does the pulses in your veins…

I would tie a ribbon around those stems, don’t you worry the reds won’t escape…

Running along the edge of the fall, don’t you feel that rush running back…?

Oh, I can’t tell you enough, I can’t tell you enough although I hope you know, it is this October wind, holding your hand…

You could tap on this table, type it all out, but it will remain, you know all in a way with you…

So, is it just a voice? Or a touch on your shoulder making it real in your palms?

A hall of mirrors and a step too loud, all your turns in a valley just clearer…

I would read it aloud, but it is the hushed tones that survives afar echoes…

And oh, I can’t tell you enough, I can’t express it enough, but I hope you will always know, it is this October wind, swirling around you…

So, there was a golden glow, it reminded me of joy and how silhouettes come to life…

But I was waiting and pacing along these fine lines, but I knew it would melt away, the smudges that stand sharp…

Isn’t it melodious, the grip of your hands when your eyes sparkle and lift up your cheeks all the glory that they hold?

And, so I told you it was alright, the letting go and chasing fire, it is never just another sunset outside of your window…

And oh, I can’t tell you enough, I can’t write about it enough, but I hope you will always be sure, it is in this October wind to stay, it is this October wind…

"Glimpse of us - Joji"