Before long I will grab the coming day,
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The future, in both hands.
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I'm ready to go to the world I can't yet see.
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To this place before thinking of my lingering affection.
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With a definite running start, fly me to the sky.
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The destination is darkness, but I'm seeking the light.
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We'll make progress if we don't stop.
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Those stone expectations stored inside your heart
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They're heavy, aren't they?
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Yesterday was threatening as it is, but tomorrow is coming.
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And the blank eye is as perfectly blue as the projected sky.*
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Before long I will grab the coming day,
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The future, in both hands.
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I'm ready to go to the world I can't yet see.
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To this place before thinking of my lingering affection.
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With a definite running start, fly me to the sky.
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The destination is darkness, but I'm seeking the light.
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We'll make progress if we don't stop.
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Speaking of the "resignation" you put out back then,
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You may never be able to find your own ideal way.
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This throbbing emotion of being born,
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When I'm looking back at the past,
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Looking at only at what just happened, I'm ready to go.*
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"With courage fly high" say the words,
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From the depths of your chest and fly it to the sky.
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The destination is darkness, but I'm seeking the light.
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We'll make progress if we don't stop.
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Fly away, to the far side.
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