A song for Jun and Celest

Square Rooms, the song we always mambo too but never realli know it's meaning.

Now I dedicate this song to both Jun and Celest, the See-Saw sisters that are always there for each other. May the both of you get out of your own square room...

Thinking in square rooms,
a human without illusions,
sad strains on a sad face, is that we've come to?

Is the world bold, this love old,
moving nowhere, and it's gonna cold,
the wind stops, the clouds go, we're all alone.

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, I know, I can see those -
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, I know, I can see those -
I can feel those, I can see those -
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, sqare rooms,
oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, square rooms.
They don't listen, they don't care if a man is in despair...
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, sqare rooms,
oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, square rooms.
They don't listen, they don't care if a man is in despair...

Walks long and long
clears the vision of one with one, and
you still move me, you undo me like you've always done.

But I realize now
we've not made you out of words now,
Just you and me, just you and me until the end of time.

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, I know, I can see those -
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, I know, I can see those -
I can feel those, I can see those -
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, sqare rooms,
oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, square rooms.
They don't listen, they don't care if a man is in despair...
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, sqare rooms,
oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, square rooms.
They don't listen, they don't care if a man is in despair...