I heard there was supposed to be some sort of ceremony for people we couldn't talk to! So I made my own. There, ahaha, aren't any real stars here... So it's hard to talk to my friends, you know? You can't really see them listening.
[Sakamoto had the belief that when someone died, that person became a star. It was why there were so many of them- And endless number, new ones always appearing on the same routes he took over and over again...]
I may not be able to see them on Earth, but, ahaha... I know they're watching me!