A song about the kids and their story.
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Hi!

This is Summertime Record. Today is Kagerou Project Day, so I figured today would be a fitting time to upload this.

This is one of my favorite arrangements that I've ever done, and I feel that I accurately captured the melancholic mood of the song.

(My throat is still not great. Appointment has been made with a throat doctor.)

MP3 available for your pleasure. Enjoy! c:

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Summertime Record
Music: Jin
Arrangement: Osamurai
Vocals, Mixing & Mastering: Will Stetson
Editing/Video: Ed Ho

Lyrics (by David Toth [[ Ссылка ]] :)
The weather’s nice today as well, we gather round and stare up at the clouds
These lazy days it’s hard to tell, we close our eyes and fall down to the ground.
A distant blurry memory, those days long gone seem so hard to recall.
Cause time goes on relentlessly, we’ve grown too old to see it all.
Ahh…
We played with fake maturity, made secret plans just to burn out the day
“We fight this war eternally” and joined our hands just to find our own way.
The strange, it seemed, came naturally, us lonely kids had no means to resist.
The meaning never came to me. My fleeting heart, it grew amiss.

Part through the grass and charge on through the day.
Glare at the sun through hazy rays.
Stretching a hand you had said so kind, “If you are lonely then come join the fight!”
Even the thoughts that were born in those days, knocking away at the future we’d shape,
Start to collapse and fade away from memory, was it all a dream we had made?

We gather at the secret base, recall those happy summer days.
That simple time, it comes to mind, let’s tell our stories that way.
The jet stream soars across the sky, “It’s all so bright” we laughed and cried
What kind of face was yours back then?
I don’t know why but I can’t seem to recall.

The painful dark reality, had come so fast while we burned out our days
A common pace for you and me, but any second could crumble away.
These extra days pass freely by. Even adults can be scared to go on.
By now we’ve finally realized there’s more to life than being strong.

Thoughts circle round in this world filled with light.
Withering sun that burns the sky
Whispers the words of a hazy place “Don’t you forget your pain, walk all the same.”
Walking ahead we’d impatiently wait, dreaming each time of tomorrows we’d make.
No going back, but to the world ahead of us “All of it is ours to go change.”

“But all those days are over now, our secret base and time we shared.”
We all were lost but soon had found, our friends and stories were there.
Those lonely kids all joined in hands day after day and made their plan.
“No matter what road lies ahead…
We all will meet again.”

“Refreshing” we all laugh and say, as all the clouds had cleared away.
We breath it in, try not to cry, and smile through our “goodbyes”
We gather at the secret base and laugh through another summer day.
“Remember all that time somewhere
And we will meet so I will draw it again
We won’t forget.”



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