The word “category” is like a curse now
It should be able to prove correctness
But the future that couldn’t be believed passes by
The world is weeping
Trees are flourishing with droplets
The world awaits our trembling skin
There’s no need to decide on the “ideal self”
We can do anything
We can go anywhere
We can fly anywhere
The only constant is that I am myself
Embrace the scenery
I am free
There’s no reason to start walking
But fixed concepts always get in the way
However, the scenery is always there to brush away tears
It’s beautiful
It’s so beautiful
The rustling wind, love
The voice of the past that caresses the skin
They hit our backs and laugh
Becoming the foundation without reason
We can go anywhere
We can fly anywhere
Let’s abandon all temporary meanings
Morning comes around as many times as it wants
We can go anywhere
We can fly anywhere
It’s worth risking everything for all of it
Embrace the scenery
I am free