Lyric

Walking through the night streets, how many seasons have I passed through

Only the softened words, somehow I learned them along the way

Under the city lights, wearing a smile upon my face

Even that, I believed was the truth of the night

Since when have I been walking this road

Inside a glass box, voices keep flowing without end

Justice and evil decided by the color of flags

People standing still, left in the shadows

Where is this world flowing to

Deep in my chest a small flame is trembling

Pulled by invisible strings, I kept looking up at a cloudy sky

Pretending not to notice, the days I closed my eyes

Souls wandering while tangled in confusion

But now the small flame in my chest quietly begins to awaken

Carried by the river of the age, words and futures guided by someone’s fingertips

Those who laugh in unseen places

We sway in the palms of their hands

Yet somewhere we still stir the wind

Your heart belongs to you, my heart belongs to me

Even if a birdcage feels like peace

The soul remembers the sky

Somewhere unseen we are still connected

The long night has not ended yet

And still, a distant sign of dawn

Misled by false love, darkness slipping into the cracks of loneliness

Unable to move from there

Struggling, wandering souls

But now the small flame in my chest quietly begins to awaken

Invisible strings still remain, the cloudy sky has not cleared

Even so we will no longer look away

Souls that have walked on while being wounded

So now holding the flame in our chest high, we cross the night and live

Taking back true love, quietly the world begins to awaken