The Sadness of Things - Momus

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 sadness of things

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

Stock mammalian reflex

biochemical reaction

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

As if things felt anything

Blinded by tears

I can still see

My insignificance

In an indifferent universe

Mono no aware

The sadness of things

Mono no aware

The temptation to see

Mono no aware

The sadness of things