Cloudy, Then -Code HITSUJI I- Front Cover

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A Hand Reaching Toward a Small Moment

Seibyoshika Nobukazu

少しだけ 立ち止まれたなら

少しだけ 考えられたなら

小さな不安に 小さな願いに

そっと ぼくは気づけたかな

昼の通知が 胸をかすめる

昨日の元気を 思い出していた

ざわつく気持ちを

大丈夫だと なだめながら

安心を 手探りした

少しだけ 想像できたなら

少しだけ 寄り添えたかな

熱の奥で揺れる 小さな不安に

ぼくは 触れられたかな

赤いほっぺと とろんとした目

母の胸へ向かう まっすぐな足音

生まれたときから

聴いている鼓動のリズムに

戻りたくなる 触れたくなる

体の中で起きている

言葉にできない違和感

うまく言えない気持ちも

いつものようにできない苛立ちも

ただ伝えたかった

ほんの一呼吸

ほんの一歩

その少しに手を伸ばす

少しだけ 立ち止まれたなら

少しだけ 抱きしめられた

強がりの奥の 小さな願いに

少しだけ ぼくは気付いていく

少しだけ 考えられたなら

少しだけ 優しくなれる

足りなかったその分だけ

ぼくは今日も 近づいていく

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    Just Now

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  • 2

    Clouded, Then

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  • 3

    Keep Pressing the Button

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  • 4

    Before Words

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  • 5

    Buffet

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    A Hand Reaching Toward a Small Moment

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  • 7

    Focus of the Wind

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  • 8

    Sorry

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  • 9

    As It Is

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  • 10

    Anxiety Will Never Fully Fade

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  • 11

    Boundary

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Cloudy, then is an album of 11 songs born from small moments in everyday life.
Code HITSUJI turns quiet emotional signals into sound.

One day, my three year old son made a small mistake in a childrens restroom at a shopping mall.
I reacted with frustration. What remained afterward was regret.

Later that evening, children were still playing together in a dark park.
There were no street lights, yet it felt as if a soft glow surrounded them.
That day carried two feelings at once: a clouded heart and a heart slowly warming again.

Another day, in front of an elevator at a station, my son kept pressing the button for others.
People stepped inside and said thank you.
No one taught him to do that. He simply saw, felt, chose, and moved.

And on another day, my son said okay.
For a brief moment, his face revealed a small hesitation, a quiet conflict before the word.
That fleeting expression stayed with me.

These songs were born from such moments.
Cloudy, then is a quiet record of everyday life and the emotions hidden within it.

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