From the beginning, I’ve been in a place where it’s already too late
Patterns of distant days, I’ll wait here until they fade
Breathing, heartbeats, sweat, and heat trickle down my back
Unintentionally holding my breath, the air halts
Shouldn’t speak it out loud, shouldn’t recall
The repeating seasons leave behind different scents, all alone
Spring comes, and we yearn to be barefoot
Gripping hands as if they might break
Night turns into daylight, luminating the streets
We just want to escape to somewhere that’s not here
In the end, we become dust, scattered in the wind
Everything now stands in a dim, cold place
There’s nothing to worry about, no need for tears
Just living for this moment (only this moment), incessantly
I’m here now, observing life over there
Following a plot filled with transparent shadows and highlights
Spring comes, and we wish to be barefoot
Recognizing each other, waving hands
The blue sky turns madder, signaling the end
What reaches is just a faint sound
Stay here
If you don’t go back
You can’t return
Smile
Don’t leave me behind
It’s not too late now
I understand
I don’t understand
But I surely knew it all along
Spring comes, and we yearn to be barefoot
Gripping hands as if they might break
Night turns into daylight, luminating the streets
We just want to escape to somewhere that’s not here
Only to lose a place that’s not here