Lyric

I put my bag down and started running

The sound of the bell fading behind me

I retie my shoelaces at the corner

I buy cold water at the convenience store

I'm out of breath from talking too much

Laughing, I run again

Every time the traffic light changes

The smell of the ocean gets closer

No Style Sprint

Just run, cutting through the wind

Even if there's no reason

That's fine for now

I lean my elbows on the guardrail

Watching the bus go by in the distance

I take coins from my pocket

We share a ramune

The blue sky is so dazzling

I lose all answers

No Style Sprint

Just run, cutting through the wind

Even if there's no reason

That's fine for now

The smell of sand has begun to mix in

The soles of my sneakers are getting hot

A heartbeat like the sound of waves is ringing in my ears

No-style sprint

Just run, cutting through the wind

Even if there's no reason

That's fine for now

The chimes no longer reach me

Only my footprints remain