Hoka no kotonara ki ni senga
shirazushirazuni matteita
Hanikami o nokoshi teta no
ureshii no ka
kanashii no ka
Uso o tsuitara harisenbon
dare ga nomu ka wa jankenpon
Dore dake no kyorina ndarou
hodo yoiga
yokunai ka
Nandaka
subarashii koto datte ne
Monokuroumu ni utsuri sugoshita
kinou no mirai wa
Souda ne
otogibanashi no you ka na
Tsudzuitekunara dare to itsu demo
tsurezure shi chau
Haruka kanata made yukimashou
Chokodounatsu kiraku ni kajirya
Kibou kitai moterudeshou
Akirameru no wa mada hayai
Ikidzumatta toko ga hora
sore ga hajimaridesu
Tsuyoki na koto ittenda
Shikashi nakigoto ittenda
Tsunagaranai kono kibun wa
Musuberu ka
hodokeru ka
Nandaka
osoroshii hodo tokenai
Pazuru mitai da
kunde wa kowashi kurikaesu
Sou da ne
mune ga chiku chiku narusa
Kamidanomida yo honto itsudemo
tsurezure shichau
Haruka kanata wa nee, doko deshou
Taikutsu na tsuki no uragawa
koetara mieru deshou
Akirameru no wa mada hayai
Ikizumatta toko ga hora
sore ga hajimari desu
Nandaka
subarashii koto datte ne
Monokuroumu ni utsuri sugoshita
kinou no mirai wa
Souda ne
otogibanashi no you ka na
Tsudzuitekunara dare to itsu demo
tsurezure shi chau
Haruka kanata made yukimashou
Chokodounatsu kiraku ni kajirya
Kibou kitai moterudeshou
Akirameru no wa mada hayai
Ikidzumatta toko ga hora
sore ga hajimaridesu
If I’m mistaken, don’t mind me, but I’ve been waiting unconsciously.
I’ve been leaving behind my shyness – am I happy? Or am I sad?
Swallow a thousand needles if you lie – we’ll decide who with rock-paper-scissors.
What should the distance be? It seems just right, but is it wrong?
Somehow, it’s a wonderful thing, the future from the yesterday that played back in monochrome.
Yes, perhaps it’s something like a fairy tale. If it goes on, will I just idle with someone anytime?
Let’s go into the distance, to the other side.
Just chew on a chocolate donut and relax, and you’ll find room for hopes and dreams.
It’s still too soon to give up.
When you’ve hit a dead end, hey, it’s really the beginning.
I’m bluffing, talking as though I’m confident, but it completely turns into a whimper.
Can I tie this disconnected feeling together, or will it come apart?
Somehow, it’s so hard to solve that it’s frightening. It’s like a puzzle – I bring the pieces together, then break them down and start again.
Yes, it prickles at my chest. I’m praying, here – I’m really going to end up idling away.
Hey, where exactly is that distant other side?
Will we see it if we jump over the boring far side of the moon?
It’s still too soon to give up.
When you’ve hit a dead end, hey, it’s really the beginning.
Somehow, it’s a wonderful thing, the future from the yesterday that played back in monochrome.
Yes, perhaps it’s something like a fairy tale. If it goes on, will I just idle with someone anytime?
Let’s go into the distance, to the other side.
Just chew on a chocolate donut and relax, and you’ll find room for hopes and dreams.
It’s still too soon to give up.
When you’ve hit a dead end, hey, it’s really the beginning.