Lyric

Spent December locked up, gave up on music in Reiwa 7

Year-end recession, justice out of sight — but I'm still alive, chasing the paper

Pay respect in the face of hostility, stay cautious when the answer seems right

Records and memory, the will not to lose — draw in the interest, the drive, the light

Do I search? I know. Do I bloom? My talent. Do I shine? My love. Do I repay what I owe?

Do I feed my family? Just wait, I'm coming home. The pain of parting — a warrior's road

Beyond this, stillness. A singular experience. Cradling thunder, rising from the bottom with words

Eternal, unchanging. If I'm a shadow, I'm serious. The dreaming lightning — that is forever

Sunflowers blooming, blossoming in Kaita

Speak every dream you have left, leave nothing behind

Real conversation, painting tomorrow

Learn the art of never growing tired, keep it pure

Sunflowers blooming, blossoming in Kaita

Reunion — the OPUS I built with my crew is connected

Real conversation, drawing out tomorrow

No memorizing, just calculating — don't look down, reach up and grab it

Teach someone. Support someone. Success and failure. Peace and worry

Don't ask about circumstances — apply the lesson, swear to sharpen the aesthetic: REAL and DEAL

If the dream is infinite, go all in on what matters most

When the unexpected hits, stay alive on what's in reserve

If you've got confidence — pen to paper

A poet's stance, guidance alone

The price of the cipher is Maria's blade

Dried tears become tomorrow's diamond

Makes me wonder — destruction and rebirth

Still incomplete, still igniting the light

Roll up, chill out, BIGBANG style

I mean every word — ILL slang for real

Cherry blossoms scatter, my person smiles

Pushing forward, the rhyme keeps climbing

Sunflowers blooming, blossoming in Kaita

Speak every dream you have left, leave nothing behind

Real conversation, painting tomorrow

Learn the art of never growing tired, keep it pure

Sunflowers blooming, blossoming in Kaita

Reunion — the OPUS I built with my crew is connected

Real conversation, the corridor of that time

Let's go back to that moment — hydrangea as the theme song