Opening my eyes, heading out the door
Another busy day’s beginning
I get the faint feeling it’ll be a good day
The curtain of encounters is slowing rising
There’s no way these unchanging days
Will change dramatically
They won’t play out like a drama
But I won’t hand this role over to anyone
It’s showtime, full of so many emotions
You’ll have to hold your feelings of inferiority in a backhand grip
The strategies you’re thinking up
Will change tomorrow’s scenes
If you’re just waiting
Then leave it to the wind
As you feel it
Once you start running, it’ll all start moving
A new drama
Is waiting for you
So dress yourself in the wind
And the footprints you’re chasing will become your path
Today, you’re crowded out again
By unending questions and crowds of people
Running back and forth, east and west
The sun will soon set
Rather than these unchanging days
Being fulfilled by dissatisfaction and doubt
If you stop and take a breather
A hint will eventually come to you
This is the true face of your emotions
To turn your feelings of inferiority into a sense of accomplishment
The strategies you’re thinking up
Will surpass the scenes you’re dreaming of
If you’re just waiting
Then leave it to the wind
As you feel it
Once you start running, it’ll all start moving
A new drama
Is waiting for you
So dress yourself in the wind
And the footprints you’re chasing will become your path
Oh… find a path
Oh… to survival
Oh… try every option
Oh… and survive
Clear out your preconceptions
Thoroughly
With the strategies you’re thinking up
You’ll change tomorrow’s scene as well
Are I just waiting
For a new drama?
Why am I hesitating?
You try asking yourself, but still don’t know
Fight on
If you follow your tears straight on
As you feel them
You’ll surpass them
If you’re just waiting
Then leave it to the wind
As you feel it
Once you start running, it’ll all start moving
A new drama
Is waiting for you
So dress yourself in the wind
And the footprints you’re chasing will become your path