[TV Version]
Before I realized it was I already left behind by the wave that is known as time
It seemed that no one even bothered to glance into things about me
I searched round and round no matter what for the things I had lost by looking downwards
After everything had been swept away by the wave
If one keeps on gazing at things like timelines while walking
It is certain that one will overlook even something right in front of one's eyes
Things like changing the world alone
Are impossible; if that's the case
Then I would sing to the extent where my voice is shredded
One way get lost by constantly obsessing over nothing but timelines
And still not discover even something like the meaning of life
Things that can reach out to someone who has already separated
Are unknown; even so
I would sing until my voice has withered
[Full Version]
Before I realized it I was already left behind by the wave that is known as time
It seemed that no one even bothered to glance through things about me
I searched round and round no matter what for the things I had lost by looking downwards
After everything had been swept away by that wave
If one keeps on gazing at things like timelines while walking
It is certain that one will overlook even something right in front of one's eyes
Things like changing the world alone
Are impossible; if that's the case
Then I would sing to the extent where my voice is shredded
At some point of time people's lives became constantly bound by the enumeration of "0 and 1"
And people began to travel only because they are obsessed about keeping up appearances
If everybody obsesses over timelines more than their own destinations
Then they will not even realize that they have overlooked the important things
One way get lost by constantly obsessing over nothing but timelines
And still not discover even something like the meaning of life
Things that can reach out to someone who has already separated
Are unknown; even so
I would sing until my voice has withered
Even though my distance with you is this close, time always passes by me
No matter how much I wind the crown I can never meet you
Even if I were to search with a broken heart
Time has already melted and the second hand will never turn back
If one keeps on gazing at things like timelines while walking
It is certain that one will overlook even something right in front of one's eyes
Things like changing the world alone
Are impossible; if that's the case
Then I would sing to the extent where my voice is shredded