Rain
A swelling sentimentalismIsn't worthy for
Such a hard-to-live present
And I hide my face
Reality overflows
So much it's cruel
And doesn't seem to stop
And my voice trembles
I cover my ears
Wanting to make everything a lie
Unable to to anything
From inside this closed-off world
I'm crying silent tears
With the words I held back still
The wind blows, I get hurt,
Leaves fall, and tears are shed
A figure that might fade with one breeze
Is it one of God's little tricks?
It won't reach
It won't reach
It won't reach anybody
Crying in a white world,
You don't notice anything
An existence so uncertain
Knowing not even of tomorrow
"We're like a mirror image"
Even my muttering voice
Surely you aren't
Surely you aren't
Surely you aren't listening to it
Invisible to the naked eye
And without a form
No matter if our hands touch
We're empty anyways
Wanting to compensate
For my lacking heart
I ruminate and swallow
Meaningless repetitions
From the open world
From beyond the wakeless night
In time with the echoing footsteps
Into this closed-off world
The words of someone's song
Carries a definite color
And echoes
Echoes
Echoes towards me
Flowing throughout the white world
On clouds on the verge of tears
Seeping into my fingertips
A dark gray rain pours
Even if I'm about to vanish,
Remaining an innocent wish
If I can
If I can
Reach you
"I wish I could"
From inside this white world
Please, to the ends of the earth!
The shouts are iridescent
And the blurred sky is a kaleidoscope
If the words were blurted out
Remaining unrefined
Would they
Would they
Would they echo out to you?
In a world where everything that touches your eye
Shimmers and sparkles all too much
I thought there was no place
For someone like me
"We're like a mirror image"
I then mutter, and
The voice
The voice
Singing towards you dissolves in the rain