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Phantom ：
英作詞/676スレ22 ：
676_22<>676_26
It stings when I think of the phantoms above the cloud
My heart quakes like jelly when I'm in a crowd
I wish you could embody yourself and alight back
I wish I could carry my body up to the air right back
Put a hope on my hand, crying to beat the band
But no matter what you never bear a hand
'Cause you never even see me on the will of nature
It can't be captured. I only gaze with rapture.