The setting sun is shining down on Shinjyuku station
I was standing behind the white line by myself
My scuffed up white sneakers
And an earring I saw in the corner of my eyes
I remember something for a second
Then the train passed by

I was waiting for you after my part-time work
There's something I want to say that I couldn't tell you before
I repeated the same greetings again

We keep cultivating the seasons
Red, blue, how beautiful was it?

We're cultivating the season
What will we see at the end of the journey?

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I prefer a film camera
I don't mind checking to see if my photos are blurred or not later
The plant that I don't even know its name
I looked at it, I gently stroked it

I took a photo
I placed the focus on the ordinary street corner
On the crowds passing by, on the peace as usual
I was waiting for you after my part-time work
I don't know what's going to happen or the meaning behind
The moment our eyes met

We keep cultivating the words
Praying we meet again

We keep cultivating our season
To prove our existence here

It was like

Like a gemstone
Like a gemstone
A flower like a gemstone
Became clear
Became clear
A flower that became clear