”ＤＡＹＤＲＥＡＭ ＳＹＮＤＲＯＭＥ”

kowareta kurayami naiteru kimi no kage
tsumetai tobira wa ima demo tozasare

mou modore wa shinai no ano hibi ano yume ano kibou wa
kono sora wa honmono kimagure totsuzen iro o kaeteku

koete sono kabe no mukou kawa e
kurutte yuku sekai no KAKERA ga
hagare ochite kiete yuku wa DAYDREAM

yuganda omoide umidasu maboroshi wa
hakanaku kieteku mirai no ashioto

kono kimochi wa nan na no itakute tsurakute kanashii noni
mada shinjite mitai no wa kimi ga te o tsukande ite kureru kara

tonde ima matataku sono mae ni
afure dasu kinou no zangai
yurayura yurete mai chiru wa DAYDREAM

tozashita me de miru kono keshiki wa
marude kagami no naka no jibun

koete sono kabe no mukou kawa e
kurutte yuku sekai no KAKERA ga
hagare ochite kiete yuku wa DAYDREAM

壊れた暗闇 泣いてる君の影
冷たい扉は　今でも閉ざされ

もう戻れはしないの？　あの日々、あの夢、あの希望は
この空は本物？　気まぐれ、突然、色を変えてく

越えて　その壁の向こう側へ
狂ってゆく　世界のカケラが
剥がれ落ちて消えてゆくわ "白昼夢"

歪んだ想いで　生み出す幻は
儚く消えてく　未来の足音

この気持ちはなんなの？痛くて、つらくて、悲しいのに
まだ信じてみたいのは　君が手をつかんでいてくれるから

飛んで、　今、瞬くその前に
溢れだす　昨日の残骸
ゆらゆら揺れて舞い散るわ　"白昼夢"

閉ざした目で見る　この景色は
まるで鏡の仲の自分

越えて　その壁の向こう側へ
狂ってゆく　世界のカケラが
剥がれ落ちて消えてゆくわ "白昼夢"

In the broken darkness, your shadow is crying
The cold door is still closed now

They can't return anymore? Those days, that dream, that hope--
Is this sky the real thing? It'll suddenly change colors on a whim

Get over to the other side of the wall
The fragments of a world going mad
will peel off and disappear, "daydream"

The illusion born from twisted thoughts
will disappear quickly in the sound of footsteps from the future

What are these feelings? Despite they're painful, tough, and sad
I still want to try believing, because you grabbed my hand

Jump now, before I blink
The overflowing wreckage of yesterday
will shake from side to side and disperse, "daydream"

This scenery I see with closed eyes
is exactly like the me in the mirror

Get over to the other side of the wall
The fragments of a world going mad
will peel off and disappear, "daydream"

”Ｍｅｍｏｒｉｅｓ Ｌａｓｔ”

“I’m fine with being alone,” I whispered.
At the center of a certain world,
I bent the hands of the clock
And closed my eyes.

We can’t bring back the time that has already gone by,
But on that day, you told me,
“It’s fine that way.”

With the miracle that you were here through the revolving seasons,
Even the broken clock begins to move.
Even though I’m a powerless piece of junk right now,
It’s strange, but I feel like I can change that,
Because the sound of your voice
Is still here right now.

Thinking that you won’t lose to anyone
Is just a delusion of grandeur.
Knowing that, loneliness overflowed
From the cut and bruised palms of my hands.

We can’t bring back the time that has already gone by,
So I’ll rewrite it second by second
With that smile.

I won’t forget, even if the seasons are rewound,
Or even if you forget what happened here today.
Even now, I’m just a little piece of junk,
But as long as I have the memories I’ve engraved in my heart,
The hand of time will gently move forward.
I won’t run away anymore.

stand by you… ah…

We can’t go back against the acceleration of time,
But moment by moment, I’ll rewrite
Those tears.

Don’t forget, even if the seasons are rewound:
We’re connected, and that will never change.
Even through I’m a powerless piece of junk right now,
It’s strange, but I feel like we’ll meet again,
Because the sound of your voice
Will forever be here.

"Butterfly"

Do dreams exist in an era like this?
I'm tired of saying stuff like that, but-

I've thought about acting tough all this time
But recently, even that has become futile

A phrase sounded a lot like "I want to see you"
Among the groundless noise in the city
I won't be fooled by such things
I do know how I feel

We're free
Somewhere, we wish there's no such thing as a dream that won't come true
Everyone does so
Searching for themselves, and something seemed to keep running-
That's the answer

We're free
We yearn for the light like butterflies
Making our wings shine
Our hearts are great skies, even if we lose our freedom in the strong wind
We don't want to regret

Does love exist even in an era like this?
I'm tired of saying stuff like that, but-

Something has been tucked away in my pocket all this time
It's not anger or sorrow

The song I hum
Is always a TUNE with ambiguous lyrics
Even if I stumble, I won't stop
I do know my own heartbeats

We're free
We're shouting that there's no such thing as a dream you can't reach
The truth is, we do so
Rousing ourselves, and our voices end up hoarse at times-
That's also being human

We're free
We yearn for the heights like butterflies
Making our wings flutter
In the great, lonely skies, even if we lose sight of our own map
We'll just go as much as we can

We're free
Somewhere, we wish there's no such thing as a dream that won't come true
Everyone does so
Searching for themselves, and something seemed to keep running-
That's the answer

We're free
We yearn for the light like butterflies
Making our wings shine
Our hearts are great skies, even if we lose our freedom in the strong wind
We don't want to regret