Your dream is where your heart is
It’s something
more fragile than life
itself
No matter how many times you
throw it away, you still find
it
So rest in peace now
Your wish is violated by your
pulsing urge
and as much as you forget
about it, you recall it again
In this beautiful and cruel
world
We only ask “why” we’re still
alive…
Ah, what are we going to protect
with our strength and weakness? If
reason
no longer exists That sky looks sad
Ashes and mirages rise up
You freeze in warm words
So rest in secret now
Your grief is hidden by
fantasies sticking to you
and as much as it tears apart,
it joins back together again
In this beautiful and cruel
world
We only beg for death
to “wait”…
Ah, we’re flightless weathercocks
We don’t know if the
truth
is more beautiful than
lies or not If we are
songs
Then we’ll raise the flags to that
wind
and just send hope to someone
without hesitation, if only… In this beautiful
and cruel world
We only ask “why”
we’re still alive…
Ah, what are we going
to protect
with our strength and
weakness? If reason
no longer exists
