mukou ni kakureta
niramu taiyou ga maru de shioreta ringo mitai
toozakatteita mirai
hana no kaori ni yotta sekai wa chidoriashi
nante katte na
boku no keshiki ni karamaru kimi wa anzenchitai kara
manmen na emi o kobosu
antei wa itsuka shiketa mannerika
nakidashisou na hoshizora ni toketeshimaisou na
nukumori mo nai you na kotoba ga ukandeita
tarinai mono wa itsumo koko ni atte
kizutsukeatteiku bokura wa mata yurushiatte mo
uragiriatte otona ni natteiku no ka na
amaru sora tsurai omoide o
fukaku ima to yasashiku tsutsunde yo
ikitsuku hate made iro no nai kareta mirai ni mizu o ageyou
"matte" wa ienai mada hate nande ka?
ibiru jikan ga sekasu ura de dareka to habakarinaku
ima no boku no naka ni aru negai to sekai o dansen shita
fusagu me wa terasu sasu hikari ga kegasu
katte ga midasu hatena tada midaremau
riaru o shikiru maegami saki wa aimai to guuzen no ganbari doko
machi no iro o oou asayake ni moete ima mo nemuru kodoku
yowai yume ga miseta risou no naka
tarinai mono wa itsumo koko ni atte
mata yurushiatte mo uragiriatte
tarinai mono wa itsumo koko ni atte
kizutsukeatteiku bokura wa mata yurushiatte mo
uragiriatte otona ni natteiku no ka na
machigai ga mada ima wa wakaranakute
otona ni natte mo bokura wa mata kizutsukeau nara
itsu made mo kodomo no mama de itai kara
amaru sora tsurai omoide o
fukaku ima to yasashiku tsutsunde yo
ikitsuku hate made iro no nai kareta mirai ni mizu o ageyou
Hidden on the other side,
The glaring sun is pretty much like a withered apple.
In the far off future,
The world is in a drunken stagger, intoxicated by the scent of flowers.
How selfish,
You being entwined in my scenery from the safe zone.
Spilling a smile from the face,
That stability will eventually become a stormy rut.
Seemingly melting in the starry sky that seems like it will cry,
Words floated like they held no warmth.
There is always something lacking here,
And if we who have been hurt forgive each other again,
would we become adults who have betrayed?
Bitter memories in the leftover heavens
Tenderly wrapping with the deep present times.
Until the end arrives, I'll water the colourless withered future.
"Wait" still can't be said. Now, why is that?
Tormenting times are hurrying behind, and together with someone unhesitatingly,
Within me currently lies a wish that is severed with the world.
Blocked up eyes are illuminated; that shining light is contaminated.
Discovering for yourself, my my... Just dancing in confusion.
The forelock that parts reality, previously was an ambiguous and unexpected persistence.
Burned by the morning glow concealing the colour of the town, even now sleeping in isolation,
A weak dream is within an enchanted ideal.
There is always something lacking here,
And coming to betray even if forgiven again.
There is always something lacking here,
And if we who have been hurt forgive each other again,
would we become adults who have betrayed?
Mistakes are still yet not understood,
Because if we can be hurt again even if we become adults,
I want to remain a child forever.
Bitter memories in the leftover heavens
Tenderly wrapping with the deep present times.
Until the end arrives, I'll water the colourless withered future