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Day

When the change of season begins it dies down like the town
Ambiguous time flowing
I starred at the tear coloured sky
While the sad wave surges

Like a distant dream
That had been clearly visible
I lost sight of the important things

That day, the promise that was made broke and scattered
An intense but short-lived fragment of a memory
Even if, we were to awaken from the dream which we saw
I'll never forget this feeling, not ever

The wind flows away across the faded landscape
Gently reviving my memories

As I proceed down these familiar paths, there's no going back
The first lies were your last words

(Rap)
It's a strong foolish deception, emoitions
The season answers when it passes and goes away
So, after all this time, is it possible, to say
I'd like to see the hopeless youth again
The sufficient question to ourself, our answer is repeated after all
It continues to pile up to the present condition
The street lamp that illuminates long through the night for one person in the silence
The memory like a running horse in the light
Round and round it starts running in one's mind
We'll try to be attached in a faint memory but
It goes out

The sadness a merry-go-round
The midnight a melody slow dance

That day, the promise that was made broke and scattered
An intense but short-lived fragment of a memory
Even if, we were to awaken from the dream which we saw
I'll never forget this feeling, not ever
Those remembered days will shine on, even now
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