Lyric

A little less certain, a little more room

Same window, different afternoon

名前のない色のまま

Let it run, let it run

Black coffee, blue Monday, a crease in my sleeve

Used to wear my answers like a badge of belief

Now I leave a little silence when I’m ready to speak

強さの意味も変わる week by week

Same route, same shoes, but a different weight

Things I called a failure put some food on my plate

遠回りにだけ残る aftertaste

I don’t need to turn it into something to erase

“Are you happy?” That’s a difficult phrase

笑えた日にもある a little rain

If I crop out the sorrow, would the smile look the same?

光だけじゃ映らない frame

When did the blue turn violet?

Nobody caught that moment

昨日と今日の境目を

指でなぞれなくても

Gradation

I’m changing by a shade

言い切れないまま重ねる days

A little of the hurt, a little of the grace

どちらも消さずに find my place

Gradation

No single shade can tell

The story of a life I’m learning to live well

まだ名づけないで、このグラデ

I’m more than the color I was yesterday

Reroute, rewrite, let the rigid rules unravel

Little ripples in the rhythm, every ripple leaves a pattern

Right answer, wrong season, had to loosen up the grip

正論の温度で冷めていく relationship

Rapid little labels, put a limit on a life

Read a little deeper than the headline and the hype

曖昧、だいたい、割り切れない

その間にしか住めない願い

Run it, roll it, rearrange the range

Rarely do the real things fit inside a phrase

理解、誤解、何度も塗り替え

同じ言葉にも違う陰影

From resistance to revision, from revision to release

I can listen to the friction without picking up a piece

Of an argument I carried like a blade between my teeth

勝ち負けを置いた手でほどく crease

When did the blue turn violet?

Maybe we lived right through it

変わったことに気づくのは

少し先の光で

Gradation

I’m changing by a shade

言い切れないまま重ねる days

A little of the hurt, a little of the grace

どちらも消さずに find my place

Gradation

No single shade can tell

The story of a life I’m learning to live well

まだ名づけないで、このグラデ

I’m more than the color I was yesterday

Some days I miss how certain I could be

How every road looked like it waited just for me

白紙に戻れたとして

この滲みまで手放せる？

A shirt left in the sun, a softer shade of blue

I wear it more these days than when it still was new

薄れたぶん、馴染むもの

失くしたとは呼べない色

Roll through the rough, let the raw rearrange

揺らいで、ほどいて、また捉え

No ruler for the river, no receipt for the rain

測れないままで残るものだけ

Red into rust, let the rust turn rose

Every little layer holds a little I don’t know

未完成、それもひとつの過程

Don’t freeze the frame—let it flow, let it flow

Gradation

Still changing by a shade

答えの手前で息づく days

A little of the hurt, a little of the grace

どちらも連れてく to another place

Gradation

No single shade can tell

The story of a life I’m learning to live well

まだ名づけないで、このグラデ

Tomorrow might show what I can’t see today

Same window, different afternoon

名前はまだ、つけないで

Gradation

Let it run