You run 5,000 miles, then run out of breath.
On 100 liters of adrenaline, all five of your cylinders are in full operation!
Have you made it far enough? How far until it’s OK to stop?
The trees coloring this city are repeating their cycle of transformation.
The last of your whiteness has changed, but your weaknesses can’t change.
You want to believe in who you are here and now!
Take your left hand, your right hand, and raise them up. Cut through the darkness and GO!
There are no falsehoods! Your determination is already set!
From the moment you pass the starting line, your world will expand!
Led along by the blinking of old, fading street lights, you follow your usual path home.
A familiar wind blows in this rusted city.
It becomes a tailwind, pushing you along!
Until your tears dry, keep resignation locked in your chest, then STOP!
There’s no goal! But there’s no turning back!
It’s an endless dash, running onward through the wind!
Let’s return those bitter days! Why not try opening
The Pandora’s Box that houses your dreams?
No matter if you go first, or second, if you’re advancing your pawn, it’s all OK!
It’s okay to rest along the way! ‘Cause I already know.
The process you went through to make it here is proof enough!
Take your left hand, your right hand, and raise them up. Cut through the darkness and GO!