Later I read an opinion piece that called these marvelously unabashed rip-offs an early version of sampling. It's interesting, anyway. If the resulting song is a good one, then who cares about its provenance? The world needs good songs. And, seven collaborations in, I have yet to hear something of Takashi's-via-Agnes that isn't good.
:::
You were grinning
as you splashed me,
so I pretended
I was drowning,
and now, see?
I've won this chance
to cling to you.
But I wasn't pretending —
it's true, you know!
:::
You were grinning
as you splashed me,
so I pretended
I was drowning,
and now, see?
I've won this chance
to cling to you.
But I wasn't pretending —
it's true, you know!
Whenever we aren't holding hands,
I feel like a tide of sadness
is coming to sweep me away.
Love is the sunlight
glittering in the water.
Put two hands together,
scoop it up.
I was running barefoot
across the burning sand,
rushing to grab hold
of my own trembling emotions.
I didn't need to turn around
to sense that —
oh, don't you feel it,here it comes! —
happiness itself
was on the verge of
catching up with me.
Love is the sunlight
glittering in the water.
Put two hands together,
scoop it up.
Love is the sunlight
glittering in the water.
Put two hands together,
scoop it up.
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