Among the People of Music, everyone sings, holding as much sound as they can carry
They know what it means to love each other
Among the People of Music, everyone laughs, stowing away countless wounds in their hearts
And they wait for daybreak
Living out boring days, like a stone rolling down the road
You were making the fact that you can’t turn back your only reason for living on
Living out boring days, averting your eyes from the opponents facing you
You were just staring at an insurmountable wall
While trembling, saying that tomorrow is frightening
While searching, looking for a rescue boat
If you’re still just enduring your pain
Then set one foot forward, towards where that sound rings!
Let’s head off to meet them!
Right now we’re holding as much sound as we can carry
The answer for loving one another, the wonder at the sound of becoming one
Let’s head off to see them!
Until we can come across that joyous morning
I’ll be one of the People of Music, one inviting you to that light
Our days will become sounds
Our tomorrows will sound out
Among the People of Music, everyone sings
With everything worth loving carried on the sound
While you tremble left and right
While you stare with cold eyes
If you’re still just enduring your pain
Now, just set one foot forward!
Let’s head off to meet them!
Right now we’re holding as much sound as we can carry
The answer for loving one another, the wonder at the sound of becoming one
Let’s head off to see them!
Until we can come across that joyous morning
I’ll be one of the People of Music, one inviting you to that light