Lyric

The withered roots crumble

Just like the me I once was

Should I water them? Even if I do, it’s pointless

Until the day they turn to nothing

Let’s drown in dreams scented by the mountains

See what we’ve been searching for

The teacher is gone now

Let’s go to the ends of the forest to see it all

Let’s put an end to the boring things

I long for the smell of the sea

If you say sprouts have come, then my friends and I

We said we killed them

Things stabbed by stakes

Perhaps they look ugly by now

Let’s cleanse our hands in the river

Let’s gather the sprouts that have bloomed

Tired for life

Let’s see the mountains with too little money

Fall with a love we can’t ride

My chest aches

I muttered with a fake smile

Glass shards pierced through

Loneliness ends in a heaven-and-hell

Let’s spend the night on the wet roads

Kick away useless rules

I know nothing of laws or whatnot

Let’s go see a quiet place

Let’s live without cunning

Just to see you

Just to see you