Illusions, changing seasons
I remember the days when I was very young
There is a place where I can return to
I naturally thought so
From within innocent eyes
A deep darkness guides
Was I born to suffer?
Everyone bears this in loneliness
At times the past is a heavy shackle
Although I cannot wish 'beyond now'
I can't stop the gears that have started moving
Faltering, how far must you test me?
Small, shining dreams, faraway
'I can fight if there's a place I want to return to'
I wonder if my murmured voice will reach someone
Only this tired body
Tells of me now
As though I am falling asleep
As though I am waiting for the time be to reborn
The smell of grass that has broken through the earth
And that sky dyed a brilliant red
I, knowing there's no place I can return to,
Dreamt of them in an endless monologue
Faltering, how far must you test me?
Small, shining dreams, faraway
'I can fight if there's a place I want to return to'
I wonder if my murmured voice will reach someone