If she didn't know what it happened then,
she's still been so dependable for her routine life.
If he didn't tell her what it happened then,
she couldn't have such big relief, so much grief
that had been burst out, her impurities.
No one controls the story.
No one makes it as one pleases.
Nothing proves what truth is.
Nothing moves what it comes to
There will be truth.
If she could understand why it happened then,
she'd not have been unwell to stand for having told a lie.
If he plainly said what it had happened then,
she couldn't have such big relief, so much grief that
that had been burst out, her impurities.
The things that I want from
you and you want from me
could be shared,
could be shared.
The figures I find from
you and you find from me
could be real,
could be real.
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