girl in ueno



all those wishes on wood blocks

I hope they come true, I hope they all come true

surrounded by the ueno park trees and shrines
Imperial buildings dedicated to people long ago
"God, bring my son back to me."

to all the Japanese boys and girls holding each other's hands in neat little pairs for safety
good luck, good luck, I wish you all good luck

on the train to akihabara, there was a girl who caught my eye
green checkered pants, tucked in checkered shirt

no salarymen to be seen on the asakusa-toei line
I come back the earliest I've been to the hotel
and I sleep with my arms scabbed over

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