Break the writhing darkness… and strike at the stagnation within.
Calculation and conservation – rules to benefit oneself; this reality is twisted, so eliminate all expectation!
I’ll search out the true, plucked form of the bud that bloomed the future we should seek,
Grabbing your hand and heading toward a tomorrow light shines upon… bringing along even the darkness!
Surely, even the cold, dark rain is saving someone;
If we can connect these parallel lines, it will all come full circle… becoming light!
Making a sound, the world falls out of sync… as a swarm of SOS’s wear me down…
The present and future are too close, appearing blurred… but we can still reach out our hands, so let’s search for an answer!
If we try listening closely to the inside of that bud that blooms the future we should seek,
We’ll hear it anticipating, praying for light in a world it has yet to see… all the while wrestling with uncertainty.
Surely, if I happen to become tired of everything and wish to wipe it all away… your voice will call me on back.
Watch closely: if the wind’s direction changes even slightly, the sky will clear up!
Even if we wander a bit, we can always get to the tomorrow marked clearly by that arrow.
Surely, beyond this twisted world, there’s a tiny light;
Even if it’s not a paradise in which all wishes come true, you’re here.
The wind is softly pushing me along (Ahh, who I was up until yesterday is pushing me along)…
Yes, if we connect the destination of these parallel lines, they will become a ring of light!