Yamate Street in the morning stings my cheeks I throw away an empty pack of cigarettes My tiny little room with no place for me to even stand Indulges the loneliness I feel
Don’t love my restless shrieking Don’t look to the future Just live in the moment, something you can be confident in Call out my name Touch my body All I need is this: acknowledge me
I love you. I’m bawling all alone And it feels so pointless to be fumbling my way down the road at night The cheap fluorescent lights of the ticket gate Don’t even give you a shadow
Ah, that warped, distant and uncertain day smells like Seven Stars Tasting them brings me right back to that time of the year The fact that I wished for anything at all goes well beyond contradiction Your voice was the most precious thing in the world to me. Did I make it hoarse too?
A German car and a police car break the silence Sirens Roaring The real world A certain floating…
hoo wo sasu asa no yamate-doori tabako no akibako wo suteru kyou mo mata ashi no fumiba wa nai kobeya ga kodoku wo amayakasu
fuon na himei wo aisanaide mirai nado minaide kakushin dekiru ima dake kasanete atashi no namae wo chanto yonde karada wo sawatte hitsuyou nano wa kore dake mitomete
ai shite iru hitori nakiwameite yomichi wo magusaredo munashii kaisatsu no yasu-keikoutou wa anata no kage sura otosanai
yuganda mujou no tooki hi mo sevun suta- no kaori ajiwau gotoku kisetsu wo yobiokosu atashi ga nozonda koto jitai mujun wo yuu ni koete ichiban itoshii anata no koe made kasuresasete ita no darou
seijaku wo yaburu doitsu-sha to patoka- sairen bakuon genjitsu-kai aru fuyuu