限られた時間の狭間で風に染まり
立ち止る俺は誰？
有り触れた言葉の狭間で壊れていき
繰り返す此処は何処？
意志を闇に染て
息を断つ事も簡単で・・・だけどまだほんの少し君に触れていたい
生きる事を許してくれますか？
ある日差しの強い朝、目を開き涙が初めて意味に触れられた気がしたんだ
傍に君が居ると何故だが悲しい
一つになれないのは何故？
手を開き壊れそうな言葉でも、ただ一つでもいい
その胸に突き刺さる程の刃を心にくれ
代償の儚さ 熟れていき ただ闇とて
夕暮れ がなり立てる
ある日差しの強い朝、目を開き涙が初めて意味に触れられた気がしたんだ
傍に君が居ると何故だが悲しい
一つになれないのは何故？
手を開き壊れそうな言葉でも、ただ一つでもいい
その胸に突き刺さる程の刃を胸に
忘れてしまえば人は変われるもの？
忘れても、変われても、君でもない事も
正しい価値さえ 冷酷に見えて
せめて今を声に変えて
明日の条件
優しすぎる悲鳴、愛は形を変えて
苦しさも忘れ自分も忘れて
だけど今は 噛み締めて流れる証と・・・
正しい価値さえ 冷酷に見えて
せめて今を声に変えて
明日の条件
生きるという名の証を・・・
[English Translation:]
Who am I?
Who stops and stands still as I entrust myself to the wind, in-between the times that are limited?
Where is this place?
This place that comes crushing down, all in-between those common and familiar words?
I taint my intentions with darkness
It's easy to stop breathing...but I just want to feel you just a little more
Will you allow me to live?
One bright morning, I opened my eyes and it came tears I felt like I've realized the meaning for the first time
Don't know why, but I feel sadness when you're near me
Why can't we become one?
I put my hands out for those words that are too fragile, even just one
Please give my heart something, anything like a blade sharp enough to strike you
The emptiness of compensating
It ripens
Into just darkness...
The shouting of the sunset
One bright morning, I opened my eyes and it came tears I felt like I've realized the meaning for the first time
Don't know why, but I feel sadness when you're near me
Why can't we become one?
I put my hands out for those words that are too fragile, even just one
Please give my heart something, anything like a blade sharp enough to strike you
If you just erase your memory do you think that you can change?
If it's forgotten and changed, and you weren't you anymore
The correct value of all things will begin to look cruel
At least let me change what I have now into a voice
The terms and conditions of tomorrow
The screams are too sweet, love changes its shape
Forgetting the pain and forgetting myself
But now, I take it day by day with the flowing proof...
The correct value of all things will begin to look cruel
At least let me change what I have now into a voice
The terms and conditions of tomorrow
With the proof in the name of living...