Every doubt and defiance strengthens the resistance to having a limited life.
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Is is really true that ‘I have no choice’?įrom being naked to being full of worries, from being innocent to experienced, from challenging to doubting, but never forgetting that you only live once. A best friend is with you as you trip over obstacles, saying, “look, we seem quite resistant to falls.” They provide a smack on the head when necessary, reminding you that this journey wasn’t always smooth. As time passes, we realise how underrated simple scenes can be. All ‘good’s and ‘great’s must lie on a foundation of being ‘just nice’. Sometimes, resemblance takes the form of imperceptible complementarity. You are me crying with all my might, I am you that hesitates to share your thoughts. Even so, ‘just’ is the most underestimated term. There may not be an end to the darkness, but music serves as a small but true sparkle of light. An unwavering, almost bordering on stupid, belief in music is the hallucinating fragrance released by the Devil’s Snare, numbing backstabs and cushioning falls. Let fame be a wall separating two disparate scenes, both of which contain naked bravery. ‘Fame’ is not the ultimate goal, instead, ‘music’ is the persistent wish. For this once, let us complete each other. If we had never met, I wouldn’t have known loss if we had never known each other, I wouldn’t have felt the weight of regrets if we had never met, this song would not exist. That day was as ordinary as any the only notable thing was meeting you for the first time. “No, be thankful that we met each other, out of the many other possibilities.”įive thousand, nine hundred and thirty-nine characters įifty-nine minutes and fifty-nine seconds’ duration. Our chance encounters made this fantastical journey more magnificent.
This autobiography does not just contain my story, but also your stories beside me. Our stories contains murmurings that wouldn’t die down in the nights of May.Ĭompleted or not, these stories have a voice that should be remembered. Her story outlines a silhouette working furiously under the blazing heat of May. His story depicts steadfast bravery during the gentle dawns of May. The anticipated, the unpredictable the past and the present. Perhaps, in the limited and fleeting lifetime we have, the best day we had will be surpassed.Īllow us to question ourselves, “What if we had never met?” 前传 PrologueĪ long, long time ago, or in the time soon to come. The music instruments disappear, the band members blur, and a different set of songs plays in the speaker perhaps decisions that you made previously have changed too. We wouldn’t have met those people, obtained love and started our families, and lead a good life, on hindsight. We wouldn’t have become best friends who can talk about anything at all, formed a band touring the world via the Dokodemo Door, and amassed a group of people who willingly support us in whatever impulsive things we do. This sentence almost made it to the top of a list of paradoxes in the world.
We wouldn’t have set sail on, and completed, such a magnificent, beautiful and amazing journey. If it weren’t for you all, we wouldn’t have made it this far in life. It is a collection of stories: stories detailing the lives of people who crossed our paths. Our 9th studio album, History of Tomorrow, literally translated as Autobiography, is actually not an autobiography. Why can’t my autobiography be in the form of poetry? This time round, Mayday hopes to record the stories of this era, the stories of you and me living on the same planet, in thirteen chapters. This is Mayday’s autobiography, but also not just Mayday’s autobiography.
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