Only the reality remains here.
I don't wanna hang on to the past.
Images imprinted on my mind have lost their sounds and colors.
But I can't forget them yet.
The word "Memories" is lonely.
For, I'm still living here.
From now on, you won't play music with me on the same stages.
So let's sing our own songs, till you and I take our last stage.
See you later.
過去は事実
映像は既に無音無色で
擦り切れるまで流れて
淋しい言葉に消されそうに
足場が崩れても
喉は動くらしい
また
