Grasping the white scraps of an interrupted dream
A boy runs
When he lets go, they disappear into the distant sound of the wind
Making just one thought fly
The picture painted on the insides of my eyelids grows hazy
Even if I rub them with my palms
The kindness I could once see is now gone
I just look at my feet, stepping forward alone
I listened to the singing until it disappeared when morning came
Disturbing the Chinese lanterns that bloom red on the trail, the children frolic
It would be nice if the scenery were the same
In the kindness that I once knew
I listened to the singing until it disappeared when morning came
I followed the footprints we'd left behind into the distance
I always, always listened to the singing that disappeared
I followed the footprints that we'd left everywhere
Yes, because endings come with partings, I'm leaving everything behind
I'm humming a new song in the morning sun's rays