tsukareta atama de nazotta yume no atosaki kanaeta risou ga koko ni aru
demo tokidoki dou shiyou mo naku kyuukutsu ni naru no wa zeitaku na no ka na... ashita ni nareba itsumo-doori ganbareru tte koto mo shitte iru ne
mabushii kisetsu ni omoi wo hasete'ru kawaranai mono wa kazoeru hodo shika nai no ka mo shirenai sore de mo tashika ni onnaji hikari no naka mada bukiyou na mama de owaranai yume dakishimete'ru n da
damatte itatte shizuka ni toki wa nagarete'ku tarinai piisu wo kureru you ni
kokoro no sukima matte'ru atarashii hikari wa donna iro darou yukkuri to ukeirete'ku utsuroi wa mou jibun no keshiki
nakama ya kazoku no yasashii kehai ga kawariyuku kyou ni yawarakaku kaoru ima mo mukashi mo naku nando mo tsumazuki sono tabi omoishiru yo sou, te no hira no yume wo kobosanai you ni nigirishimeru n da
mabushii kisetsu ni omoi wo hasete'ru kawaranai mono wa kazoeru hodo shika nai no ka mo shirenai sore de mo tashika ni onnaji hikari no naka mada bukiyou na mama de owaranai yume dakishimete'ru n da
I traced with my tired head the trail of my dream. The ideal that I have realized is right here.
Although sometimes I feel constrained and helpless, is this feeling actually a luxury...? I know very well that I can try my best again tomorrow like always.
I'm send my thoughts flying towards the dazzling season. The number of perpetual things may be very small, but still, shrouded in the same light, even though I'm still unskilled, I'm hugging my boundless dream tightly.
When I stay quiet, time also quietly flows on, as though to give me some peace that I don't seem to get enough of.
There is a new ray of light waiting in my heart's crevice; what color might it be? I will slowly take it in. My own scenery has already started changing.
The feeling of tenderness from my friends and family is softly emitting a sweet scent into my changing present; this has never happened before, I will learn a lesson every time when I stumble. Yes, I must grip the dream in my palm tightly so that I wouldn't accidentally spill it.
I'm send my thoughts flying towards the dazzling season. The number of perpetual things may be very small, but still, shrouded in the same light, even though I'm still unskilled, I'm hugging my boundless dream tightly.
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tsukareta atama de nazotta yume no atosaki kanaeta risou ga koko ni aru
demo tokidoki dou shiyou mo naku kyuukutsu ni naru no wa zeitaku na no ka na... ashita ni nareba itsumo-doori ganbareru tte koto mo shitte iru ne
mabushii kisetsu ni omoi wo hasete'ru kawaranai mono wa kazoeru hodo shika nai no ka mo shirenai sore de mo tashika ni onnaji hikari no naka mada bukiyou na mama de owaranai yume dakishimete'ru n da
damatte itatte shizuka ni toki wa nagarete'ku tarinai piisu wo kureru you ni
kokoro no sukima matte'ru atarashii hikari wa donna iro darou yukkuri to ukeirete'ku utsuroi wa mou jibun no keshiki
nakama ya kazoku no yasashii kehai ga kawariyuku kyou ni yawarakaku kaoru ima mo mukashi mo naku nando mo tsumazuki sono tabi omoishiru yo sou, te no hira no yume wo kobosanai you ni nigirishimeru n da
mabushii kisetsu ni omoi wo hasete'ru kawaranai mono wa kazoeru hodo shika nai no ka mo shirenai sore de mo tashika ni onnaji hikari no naka mada bukiyou na mama de owaranai yume dakishimete'ru n da
I traced with my tired head the trail of my dream. The ideal that I have realized is right here.
Although sometimes I feel constrained and helpless, is this feeling actually a luxury...? I know very well that I can try my best again tomorrow like always.
I'm send my thoughts flying towards the dazzling season. The number of perpetual things may be very small, but still, shrouded in the same light, even though I'm still unskilled, I'm hugging my boundless dream tightly.
When I stay quiet, time also quietly flows on, as though to give me some peace that I don't seem to get enough of.
There is a new ray of light waiting in my heart's crevice; what color might it be? I will slowly take it in. My own scenery has already started changing.
The feeling of tenderness from my friends and family is softly emitting a sweet scent into my changing present; this has never happened before, I will learn a lesson every time when I stumble. Yes, I must grip the dream in my palm tightly so that I wouldn't accidentally spill it.
I'm send my thoughts flying towards the dazzling season. The number of perpetual things may be very small, but still, shrouded in the same light, even though I'm still unskilled, I'm hugging my boundless dream tightly.