Bye-bye, waving on a Sunday morning; the winter sky pressing in on the early afternoon
Pushed by the urgency, I flew away
For the most part my head is clear, and the escape from the eastern land is
An automatic flight
Breath grows deeper, rising beyond Runner's High
A stabbing chest ache from the opening window of heaven, almost blinding
Evolving dreams, evolving songs
Rushing, rushing, rushing, rushing
To avoid rusting
Endless, endless
Toward tomorrow, toward tomorrow, toward tomorrow, toward tomorrow
Walking again
The sun of tomorrow we looked up at, the clouds in the sky froze and poured down
A song that targets the gaps in my heart and pierces through
The time I had stopped starts moving, and the road toward the light of hope is
I decided it wasn't a mistake
If you cast aside doubt, you become a fool
Even here the sun sets, and the urgency repeats
Meanings tangled in a hopeless knot
While wrapping tightly around my neck
Evolving days, evolving songs
Rushing, rushing, rushing, rushing
To avoid rusting
Endless, endless
Toward tomorrow, toward tomorrow, toward tomorrow, toward tomorrow
I'm already running
We'd like to remain unaware of the beauty of unfulfilled dreams
For now, just for the moment
The chest pain piercing from heaven's opening window, so dazzling it's painful
Deepening dreams, deepening songs
Rushing, rushing, rushing, rushing
Still
Endless, endless
Toward tomorrow, toward tomorrow, toward tomorrow, toward tomorrow
Still
To avoid rusting