Lyric

Melting neon lights

Spinning white drums

Sitting on a wet carpet

Catching a coin

Falling behind the spinning world

Chasing the calculations of the future

I couldn't stop

A bridge at night without you

Alone on a late-night circuit

Spinning, spinning, on the rotary of time

No longer will I be bound by this body

To the resonating beat

The reflections of light flicker

The quiet hum of the vending machine

The past and future are washed away

I cast off a word

Erasing the stagnant numbers

A rhythm of the sky is born

Alone on a late-night circuit

Spinning, spinning, on the rotary of time

No longer will I be bound by this Body

Returning to myself here

One second I run in silence

It's as if all my family has disappeared

The wind blows through me after they've disappeared

Alone on the late-night race track

The roundabout of time turns, turns

This body is no longer bound

I'll choose tomorrow again

The melting neon light

The spinning white drum

Now, I'm just quietly accepting myself