i called you dancing queen at the quai des brumes at kamakura you said you d like to paint tears on the neutral face of the buddha in the season of storms we went walking in storms just like a video just like a symphony and for you when things go wrong they go wrong for all the right reasons and when it gets warm you adapt with the seasons in a world of changing colours every colour has a meaning and the universe exists for the convenience of your feelings and as for me i know a different world a world where the sea refuses to rage when boy loses girl oh i know there s comfort in sadness but i try to distinguish these passing emotions my unimportant existence from the great machine of the world s indifference mono no aware the sadness of things mono no aware the temptation to see the world as it ought to be mono no aware the sadness of things blinded with tears i can still see my insignificance in an indifferent universe if i were you if i were beautiful maybe the world might seem more meaningful i grow old i grow old as the winter comes on and the sky grows cold but you stay as young as the rays of the sun on the sparkling machinery you call your destiny mono no aware the sadness of things mono no aware the temptation to see the world as it ought to be mono no aware the thunder and rain sharing our pain my insignificance in an indifferent universe do i dare to eat a peach do i dare to walk the beach and if i dare to eat a peach if i should care to shed a tear could i claim more for my action than selfish satisfaction mono no aware the sadness of things as if things felt anything mono no aware the temptation to see the world as it ought to be mono no aware the thunder and rain sharing our pain blinded by tears i can still see my insignificance in an indifferent universe