Always, in the imagined scenes I’ve pictured,
I reach out, but they fade away, frustratingly,
But surely, because I should be able to repeat it more than now,
I’ll still leap over the night,
And I’ll keep overcoming the night.
At first, it was just curiosity, if I hadn’t been moved by emotions,
I might have lived enjoying the present, blending in and living fairly well.
A new world beyond the screen, no right or wrong, even risks are high,
I jumped in on impulse, it’s like a chaotic world beyond the ordinary.
The overflowing enthusiasm is like a barter for inferiority complex,
It was enough to just do that.
As if taking off the shackles,
I was just a mocking bystander, I was happy just piling up memories,
Let’s remember this, forever.
Always, in the imagined scenes I’ve pictured,
I reach out, but they fade away, frustratingly,
But surely, because I should be able to repeat it more than now,
I’ll still leap over the night,
Facing the unbearable reality,
I look away, disappointed, breaking it again,
Maybe if I throw it away, the me who can forgive myself,
Can I still exist? I wonder, oh
Even if it becomes something that burns me,
Even if I lose sight of it,
We’ll connect, it’s certain, before you know it,
Something, somewhere in the future, something is definitely snagging onto,
Even when we mistake what we should love, or rely on,
I’ll accept everything.
Always, in the imagined scenes I’ve pictured,
I reach out, but they fade away, frustratingly,
But surely, because I should be able to repeat it more than now,
I’ll still leap over the night,
I’ve done it tens of thousands of times, I know how to fill it up,
That I believe in myself, that I exist,
I’m sure I can repeat it more than now,
I’ll make a declaration to my future self, now.
I’ll continue to love imperfection,
That’s how I’ll see it through,
No matter what happens, I won’t give up on myself,
It’s not that bad,
Just a little more, for my sake,
Leap over the night,
And let’s overcome the night again.