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letra de twice told tales of the pomegranate forest - harumi ando

h:
how long is waiting?
how short is life?
blue morning glory

r:
and that morning, or that moment
when it didn’t really matter
to live or die
it really didn’t matter
to live or die
that’s suspended animation
the suspended animation of being
that is true perfection

h:
coin on the plate
bird in a cage
a summer festival

r:
and every man becomes
free in the bounds of his own shackles
the real freedom, the true freedom
is concept

h:
keeper of their own
faces of life
you are yawning cat

r:
the effort to be me
oh, what an effort, what an effort
the effort to be me
the quest, the curiosity
and there again
the perfection of effort
the perfection of effort

h:
descending down the road?
i’ll bring you up
though you may not know

r:
and as she walked
she became a part of the divine canvas
upon which the immortal hand of god painted his seasonal masterpiece to beautify his domain
she had worn well her garment of flesh of twenty-three years
for it was yet tender and ripe
as if still holding the perfumed dampness of her mother’s womb

h:
happy chattering
four-tined
and melted into mist

r:
it is but a favor
truly a favor
the dream
the quest for reality
the taut desperation
the quest for reality

a coin on a plate
bird in a cage
a summer festival

h:
during new year’s, i think it’s the biggest day, they carry it out for two or three days, and we eat lots
of different kind of foods and specially prepared rice cakes, bean curries, red carp, rice wine, lotus
roots, red caviar
this is a pretty food, you know, it’s all decorated
and sushi, sashimi- such an artistic thing, they go through, just to prepare one dish
it’s one of the exciting, one of the exciting days
cause, uh, you play many games, such as, you fly kites, play cards, make gifts
and there’s these dragon dances, and my parents would take us to friend’s house, and pay greeting to them
just, “happy new year”, and uh, you hand him a token, money or present, and you go around, the whole day
almost, and you give it to many people
i think it’s neat

r:
keeper of their own faces of life
you old yawning cat

h:
in j-pan, people, we go fishing for a two-inch fish, with a long, uh, ten-foot bamboo pole
ten-to-fifteen-feet bamboo pole
just to catch this, two-inch fish
but they, they enjoy this, doing this, more than catching the bigger fish because this little fish, with
this thin long bamboo pole, gave you more fight, than any other fish did in a, in a, in a, weird it’s, in
a smaller way
but, you know how you could s-, become smaller and st- have as much fun
and, but this is what they did, and this is what they always do, catch this two-inch fish, hehehehe, ah

r:
there’s a cry in the air
i’ll catch you as before
i am the dragonfly hunter

h:
heh, did you ever see an ant eating, um, it’s an anteater but it’s not a big, ant, eater, like animal
it’s like another insect, and he was, on the ground, and he bodes, uh, war, sort of out of uh, heavily
sand, like, not fine sand but a round sand
and it builds, sort of like a volcano kind of mountain, and stays in the middle in uh, the bottom
and, when an ant climbs to the top of it, they just dig one part of the, bottom, rock, and the whole dirt
pile would just fshwee!, fall down, and the ant, the ant rolled down to the bottom and, every time he
tries to climb up he just fling a little more dirt, and the ant would roll down into this hole
and eventually gets eaten up, hehehehehe

r:
how long is waiting?
how short is life?
true morning glory

h:
i remember seeing these fields and fields of rice paddies, a woman, three, four women, hunched down, in
different places, with a round, triangular hat
and there we, planted the seedlings, into the soil, one by one, their feet in this muddy water
and now, and we watched these people go down, to fire us, and watch this slow frog whistle, and this, so
beautiful, just the way they look

r:
once, in the heart of the city, i had a pregnant dog, and across the street, i picked up my dog, and i
held my dog on the lawn, and, while crossing the street, i suddenly felt, for the first time in my life
one life inside of another
and i remember running, to the park, because the park represented to me, a beautiful green bed
and i wanted to roll around on that green, beautiful bed, and absorb the miracle that i had discovered
and that was, one life being inside of another, my little pregnant dog
i remember rolling across the lawn, and pounding the grass, and trying to keep hold within me, that
discovery
and to me, i had discovered then, the miracle of reality
and i no longer needed dreams
reality was so beautiful, so complete
and i remember, the little dog looking at me, and in a sense, the dog became so, whole, because this was
so much, what i was exclaiming and so happy about, was so much a part of the dog, that there was a
certain… tolerance, a certain, patient, gentle tolerance on the part of the dog, that allowed the dog to
sit, and wait until i had exhausted, this exhiliration
the miracle of reality, discovering it
and maybe that’s the true… journey through life, that, discovering that, miracle

h:
one of the farmer, when i went to the fields, and my brother and i were at the house, when he came home he
brought us this snake, which is, poison snake, but he had carried it all the way home, alive, and he came
home, and he just, cut its head off, and pulled the skin off his back in one shot, to count the hearts
and the intestines, and, he put the heart in his hand and, and the heart was still, pumping, still moving
and he said to my brother, “here, swallow this, it will make you stronger.”
and then, he hesitated, but, swallowed it, and, i didn’t know what to do, hehe
but i wanted to, he, i wanted to, hehe, there was only one heart, hehehehe, hehe, hehe
anyway, i watched this, bone, life in, and it was still moving, heh
he, he hung it up, to let it dry, cause he wanted to eat it after it dried up, cause it supposed to taste
good, and i watched this thing move for, three, four hours, in amazement, heh, that it kept on moving

r:
did you ever have a, a pregnant dog?
and how far removed we are, from that reality, from that true reality
i remember, too, taking blades of grass, and, not being so fascinated by, the grass itself, it was a blade
of grass, but, the fact that i could, actually touch, i could touch, and i knew that i was touching, the
blade of grass
and then i took my fingers and i, rubbed them across the grass, and it, again, it wasn’t the grass, that
so excited me, but the fact that i could touch, touch and smell and see, and that too is the miracle of
reality
and i would look again at my fingertips, and i would rub the thumb against the other fingers, perhaps
words don’t really express it, but i would think, and sometimes aloud i would say, i can touch, i can
touch, i can touch
and then i would look, and i would say, i could see, i can see, i can see
all the miracle of reality
and then, i guess the most exciting part, the most exciting circumstance, was when i found out i could
love, i could love, i could feel love
and that became the most beautiful miracle of reality
and it’s probably, the miracle that i’ll never be able to quite absorb, or ever become used to
and perhaps because, love is the, true, most complete, miracle of reality, perhaps it’s the lost chord
that we always speak of, or feel the absence of, and what we’re constantly in pursuit of

h:
i think it’s the head of all wisdom

r:
hm, it is all wisdom
see that, love, feeling, perhaps the true, circumstance of communication
because if i feel, sufficiently, and if i feel with honesty, real honesty, then i am wise, in reacting to
that, and everything from it, is wisdom
it has to be, the true wisdom, with a child, why did you do that?
i just felt like it, mommy
i just felt like it
and so with love, it’s like the, the mother, that embraces all, and everything, that makes everything feel
so secure
and without it, there’s so much insecurity
and even now, as i think about it, about discovering love, even now, you try to drink of it, and the
thirst goes on and on and on and on
it’s an unquenchable thirst
and that’s what life is, life is love

h:
in j-pan, i didn’t hear about the atom bomb so much, until they started testing in bikini islands, and
once again, and uh, the fishermen, who were fishing for, uh, tuna, nearby the islands, and uh, all of a
sudden there was white flakes like, falling like snow, everywhere, on, around the boat and everything
and, uh, the fishermen, they didn’t know what it was, and they thought it was snow, so uh, they, they
grabbed the snow, and, they would eat some, as, as water, cause it taste good and everything
after few days, they’d started losing hair, skin started peeling, and, many died, and the, and the tunas
were also uh, poisonous, and has k!lled many people in j-pan
that’s when it really hit me, about the atom bomb, cause um, the first atom bomb i wasn’t, born, and the
uh, the horror, of it, although i’ve seen it in films and, read about them, i was not, born, or i was not
grown enough to read about it
one of my friend i met here, has t-, has told me about it, he was uh, hundred miles, away, when the atom
bomb was dropped in hiroshima
and, he was walking home from school, and all of a sudden, everybody around him, started to bleed, from
from their noses, including him, and, he didn’t even know what happened, until later on, that it was th-
n-, that it was the atom bomb

r:
you ever hunt dragonflies?

h:
many times, heh, heh

r:
and does that-

h:
and i’d catch them again, heh

r:
don’t you think hunting dragonflies, is like hunting for something else, don’t you think that is the
curiosity, that motivates, the pursuit, of a dragonfly?

h:
i guess so

r:
to me it always meant, like, the pursuit of beauty, or the pursuit of an ideal
chasing b-tterflies
i think our life, pattern, is like that, when we chase a beautiful thing, and they’re ever so elusive
we reach out…
i remember as kids, we would grab a, b-tterfly examine it so completely, and even that wasn’t enough, that
didn’t satisfy
and we went to sleep at night, woke up the next morning, and we went in pursuit of it again
the appetite is never satisfied

how long is waiting?
how short is life?

it’s like an, an active, waiting, because even while we wait, we still in a sense, reach out, perhaps with
the mind, that which we don’t reach out for, with the hand, we seem to reach out, for with the mind
so maybe it’s a sort of, active waiting
and as you said, we, enjoy happy moments, and at times it’s just go so fast
maybe it’s because, doing that happiness, we have completely, uh, found ourselves
and nothing else really matters than time, movement, nothing
and perhaps it is completed
and in the midst of that happiness, we don’t care whether it is completeness or not
maybe that’s what true completeness is
not being aware of, or being so busy with oneself, and the discovery of oneself, that we’re not concerned
about, how complete it is
as a little boy, the dreams, perhaps the beginning, the dream is the beginning, of the curiosity, of
asking, i, why?
how many times did you ask yourself that, i why?
maybe in that moment or many moments of happiness, maybe it’s answered, i, why
maybe the answer is received so many many times, and, only at, a particular moment, or, particular moment
do we, absorb it, there is the answer
and maybe those particular moments mean, complete discovery of oneself
and when we are without the answer, perhaps it is because, we have removed ourselves from ourselves, and
reentered into the, the net, of confusion
we start groping again, trying to find footing
it’s like forgetting that, as we walk on cement, there is grass, there is grass beneath
and as we walk, we don’t remember, recall, the fact that there is grass under, we come closer to
ourselves again, could you feel the, the grass, with the bare naked feet, and wasn’t that feeling of life
and what about the dreams

h:
as i fish, i was always thinking about, those things before. then, after a while, we would be thinking, a
place we gonna go next. at school went to many picnics, and one time, we went to see a buddha, a great
big, a big buddha, where, where one person could climb into the nostril, of the buddha. the whole
surroundings, consists of, gardens, temple, thousands of uh, statues, uh, eight-handed buddhas
mysterious, sort of religious, feeling and aroma, i could still, feel this
i’ve passed by mount fuji many times cause, ah, mount fuji you can see from almost, ah, everywhere, in
tokyo. and it’s top, is capped, with snow. and it looks like, uh, sort of like, mountain of ice cream
heh

- harumi ando

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