The things you gave me,
Are still stored,
Within the cave of my hand,
As I follow the rails of a train,
That I thought had already passed its final stop.

I always thought that the two of us meeting,
Made up the entirety of the future we’d been dreaming of.

Being able to see right through our overlapped fingers,
Our hearts were joined.
You were crying because of your gentle past;
The music of connections that will never fade,
Which taught me for the first time that I was no longer alone.
It opened up my eyes!

There’s a precious sound here:
Taking care not to touch the fine threads within my chest,
I drew a picture of you,
With the colorless paints of chosen memories.
On that summer day…
In a cove of light…

In a place we can never go again, it’s waiting…
The promise is still being kept,
Being kept aloft,
Gently,
By treetops swaying in the wind,

The future continues on,
Upon a grey hill awaiting the rain.
Who will you meet…
Who will I think of…
… as we beckon a warm wind?

This planetarium’s sky,
Is awaiting the darkness,
Laying bare its patchwork walls.
In a closed off location, the dynamo that moves us,
Shines for the very first time;
A cluster of dreams bating its breath.
It binds and unfolds!

At the bottom of a lake,
Drops of blue summer rain,
Are still sinking, even now.
While my gentle heart,
Is raised consuming nothing but cold things.
A flower blooms again,
And the time comes.

手のひらのくぼみに
君がくれたものを
まだぜんぶ乗せたままで
最後の駅をもう過ぎた筈の
錆びたレールを辿って

君と僕が出会うことが
夢見ていた未来の全てと思っていた

重ねた指と指が透き通るから
僕らはこころを結んだ
君が泣いていたのはやわらかい過去
消えない繋がりの音楽
一人じゃないと初めて知った
瞳を開いた

大事な音がある
胸の中の細い糸に触らないように
選ばれた記憶の
色の無い絵の具で君の絵を描いた
あの夏の日
光の入り江で

二度と行けない場所で待ち受けている
約束はまだずっと守られたまま
風に揺れる梢を
ただやさしく
支えている

未来は続く
雨を待つ灰色の丘で
君は誰と出会い
僕は誰を想う
暖かい風を呼びながら

プラネタリウムの空
暗闇を待つ
ツギハギの壁を晒して
閉じ込められた場所で初めて光る
ぼくたちを動かすダイナモ
息をひそめた夢のかたまり
むすんでひらくよ

みずうみの底には
夏の蒼い雨の雫が
今も沈む
つめたいものだけを食べて育つ
ぼくのやわらかいこころ
また花咲く
時が来るよ