Exhausted faces line up on Touyoko's overhead rail tracks.Speaking for myself, I am beaten failure of weekday luckily or unluckily.I see and image my dad's youth in my friend who I have not heard a word for a while.I wonder if the black clouds that cover riverbed darken my future.
The days of writing songs that I lived with loneliness was at my wit’s end.A song in absurd praise of coward that is like a voice of a lost child’s weeping.Don’t say a shame for yourself who is in earnest when you are an object of contempt.I was already enough to know to live with darkness all my life.
My heart shivered when someone treated me to be kind.I’m fine to die for the sake of the feeling.I was serious to think that. Laugh at me. Please laugh at me.I hang my head and peek into a puddle. And I stamp the tearful face that are reflected to the puddle.Nothing will go well. Today is also downpour.Speaking of the rain, someday was also rainy in this way.
I hated future story, so I don’t want to make promise.Satoshi who called me after a long absence got drank.He didn’t totally change about local dialect. I’m about to cry for everything of our chats.After ridiculous chat, I made a promise with him “Let’s go out for drinking”.
Don’t make an ornament for nostalgia from your days that you lived recklessly.Don’t blame “these are wastes” at your past of screw-up that is disgrace and today that is adjacent to it.I don’t have any others that I depend on when I depress that is like downpour.So please let me dare to say it. Our futures are into our hands.
I should keep the promise of my friend. That is just the reason why I won't be able to die.I was serious to think that. Laugh at me. Please laugh at me.I hang my head and peek into a puddle. Unchanged myself are reflected to the puddle.I gave it a wry smile. Today is also downpour.Speaking of the rain, someday was also rainy in this way.
I break building blocks of pessimism and optimism alternately and be hurt each time when I look back.The funny story that I should had already forgotten.Will I sink or swim? Will I go or come back? Will it be rainy or sunny? Will I do or stop?Will I win or lose? Can I stand up? Can I start afresh? Will I live or die?
I stop to entrust hope to tomorrow that’s like saying “There is no rain that doesn't stop.” “There is no everlasting night.”Can I run into downpour with soaking wet?Today is also downpour.
Speaking of the rain, someday was also rainy in this way.