It's always and the same, returning halfway down the streetnThe melody of that miraculous night won't disappearnnEven though anything is good, there is not a good reasonnThat in the sky's blue, tears fellnStill unsolved, pieces of the puzzle lay scatterednChoose a walking pace that's being piled up onnnAnd now in this one second, something is bornnThough in that one second, something also disappearsnnBecause vague as it is, it's allowed. Because it's good to take a detournBecause it's okay that you don't answer. And sometime here I'll grow old.nThe sun and the palm of my hand overlapped. Being transparent, the same red was visiblenAfter all, I'm doing things like this while you're hesitating, and that is when you run awaynnBy floating, go out, truly and? and entirelynThose who are like the mischievous rainy weathernSimply, things flutter around like other peoples' problems, rainbow-colorednThis town turns grey immediatelynnThough in that one second something is bornnAnd now in this one second something also disappearsnnBecause it's okay to hide your tears. Because it's okay to just bluff.nBecause it's not unreasonable to laugh, and sometime here thinknTo abandon this thing is possible ifnYou cut off abandonment and abandon itnThe group of blue hearts were singing. you realize that if you could see, things would be simplennWithout fail, the whole time, always, the flowing sky is high above usnnThe sun and the palm of my hand overlapped. Being transparent, the same red was visible.nAfter all, I'm doing things like this while you're hesitating, and that's when you run away.