中身の無い唄を聴き漁り心が満たされるわけでもなく
隠しきれない傷と満面の笑みで語りかけつぶらな瞳 闇を照らす答えが欲しい 空像に口無し
生きる為にかけた鍵錆を落とし理解の餓え開き覗く
輪になって囲む 捨てる教養マンホールから覗く君達もおいで?
慣れてくるはずさ慣れてきた?
道に添えた花束が笑う
隠しきれない傷と満面の笑みで語りかけつぶらな瞳 闇を照らす答えが欲しい 空像に口無し
羽根の無い背を向け拒む未来
流れた刻は平等に問う 生き方
降り積もる 願い散れば愛おしく誰もが見ようとしない その花束が見詰めた未来
Listening to empty songs at randomWithout getting any satisfaction
With scars not fully concealedGiving a big smile and telling somethingInnocent eyes dispelling the darknessI want the answer, but the vacant image tells no tales
Once I locked it to be aliveI'll remove its rust, craving enlightenmentTo unlock it and look inside
Dancing in a circle and unlearningCome on, you Peeping Toms under the manholes
You'll get used to itOr are you getting used to it yet?
There's a bouquet laughing by the street
With scars not fully concealedGiving a big smile and telling somethingInnocent eyes dispelling the darknessI want the answer, but the vacant image tells no tales
Turning the back without wingsTo the future
The past asks every single one how to live
Prayers falling and piling upSweet when blown awayThe bouquet ingnored by everyoneIt looked into the future