I’ve heard the stories from the colours and the walls
I’ve seen the traces left by those before me
It took a century or more to shape this world I know
But sometimes, I envy those from the periods
They used to lay out all the dos and don’ts for the people to follow
Instead, I’m sailing around the world just to figure who I am
Well, I travelled to the edge, but never fit in anywhere
I’m living somewhere in between lost and found
There’s a riddle waiting to be solved
But again, you won’t be told if you are right or wrong
No wonder there are all the walking-deads
Giving up, losing faith
Living for Sayonara
I might be breathing, I might alive, but never lived
Is there someone out there who feels the same
もしもし, is there anyone could hear me out?
l want to stop this feeling that I’ve been feeling
I’ve been surviving, pretending I’m fine
Can you take my hand to the other side
もしもし
I’m getting sick of all the silence
I’m being left outside alone
私だけが辿り着ける
どんな地図にも無い私の居場所
まだ 道を 探しながら
迷う先で 形を知る
どこに行けばいいか 知らなくていい
何者なのか 探さなくてもいいの
怖 がらなくていい 何も
まだ迷子の途中なら
書き尽くされた地図の上
眼差しの向かう場所へ
道すがら欠片集めて
One by one, mile by mile
そう さよなら
私はここに 私のままで
恐れさえ抱きしめて
もしもし、今、聴こえてますか？
今ならちゃんと見えるから
私はここに 私のままで
この灯火は消えない
もしもし、今、私が見えてますか？
見つけた 私の居場所を
I might be breathing, I might alive, but never lived
恐れさえ抱きしめて
もしもし, is there anyone could hear me out?
ためらう息をほどいて
私はここに 私のままで
Can you take my hand to the other side?
もしもし、今、私が見えてますか？
見つけた 私達の居場所
