To make you laugh, I’ve decided to smile, working to get my smile right.
“At your door!” Even if this room isn’t really here, and the many glowing shapes I saw were tricks played on my eyes, I won’t be afraid.
You laugh before I do, giving me a ghostly vision. “To me, of all people!” Even as the vision I desire so much I’m losing myself slowly but surely is fading away, to me it remains beautiful. I’ll sing of it only to you.
[lyrics]椎名 林檎 | ポルターガイスト
