I do things like make songs
I’m lazy and immature

Tell me your story, any story is fine
How are you these days?

I hope it wasn’t a dream, I hope you won’t go far away
When I look back, there were so many good days

The sky that is spread above my head is low and heavy
I want to escape from the rails and run

Today, I hesitate as I step forward, crossing that river
Some day, we will meet at the ocean
We will

I like the band Some Day, who do you like?
Wanna hum together?

I hope it wasn’t a dream, I hope you won’t go far away
When I think about it, there were so many good people next to me

The sky that is spread above my head is low and heavy
I want to escape from the rails and run

Today, I hesitate as I step forward, crossing that river
Some day, we will meet at the ocean
We will

Let’s not say things we don’t mean
“You see, in life…”
I want to play with fireworks like a child

Precious things are the things that don’t change when everything else does
I want to hold those close to my heart
We will