This is from Domon's perspective. It takes place after Sai Saichi pulls up Rain's skirt in the Guyana Highlands.
"Geez, does she always have to play the radio when she's working on my gundam? Doesn't she realize I need to focus and concentrate if I'm ever gonna master this rusty old thing?" Domon shrugs, and goes back to working with the sword in the water.
there's a full moon in your eyes
an ocean full of feelings lapping over me
I've got one wheel in the sand
an orchestra of voices trapped inside of me
As he is parrying with the sword his mind starts to wander…"Rain and I, we have so much ahead of us, yet there's so much behind us already as well…"
there's a storm approaching both of us
spitting out blinding voltages of memories
I am reaching out and hunting 'round
digging up every skeleton inside of me
"I wonder what that was all about earlier. Will Sai Saichi ever grow up? He's afraid of mummies and he goes around pulling stupid pranks like that to boot! I couldn't help but notice it her. She looked so embarrassed when she saw me. 'Course it doesn't help that I got just as embarrassed. I certainly hope she didn't see that!"
so if you're scared of me like I'm scared of you
and if you care for me like I care for you
and if you're loving me like I'm loving you
"I didn't think seeing her like that would affect me so much. I can't stop thinking about her now, though. She'd probably laugh at me if she knew I couldn't get her out of my mind."
Talk About It?!
don't walk around me
"I don't know what I'd even say if she did mention it. I've known her most of my life, but there is a 10 year gap now. I feel like I'm having to get to know her all over again. I'm not ever sure what she really is to me; childhood memory, crew member, doctor, family, friend, confidant,…more?!"
when we're alone our eyes, they rarely meet
arms and legs forgotten what to do
and all these orchestras of voices in my head
still follow me and follow you, LISTEN!
"Could this confusion in my head be why I can't concentrate? Should I go talk to her? Say something? Ask her what she thinks we are?"
so of it's hurting you like it's hurting me
and if it's breaking you like it's breaking me
and if you're loving me like I'm loving you
"With that radio blaring I can't concentrate. I might as well see if I can screw up the courage to ask her about what we are to each other. Maybe then I can master this 'Clear Water of Tranquility' thing Schwarz talks about…"
Talk About It?!
don't walk around me