Lyric

A shadow falls on the school building after school

The sound of brass instruments at the back of the stairs

The evening air trembles gently

You place sheet music on your lap

Your breathing is steadied with trembling fingertips

Your gaze shines with a straight gaze

My heart trembles with the short beat

I store my dreams in the empty backyard

A heat haze of brass, the swaying air

We share our strength at the back of the stairs

Even if our voices can't reach each other alone

Our overlapping sounds open up the future

Summer drops fall on the school wall

As you wipe away your sweat

The resounding brass instruments call to the night

Your feet spring to the whispering rhythm

Bonds are loosened and reconnected by sound

A heat haze of brass. The air trembles

We share our strength at the back of the stairs

Even if our dreams can't come true alone

The overlapping sounds open up the future

As we breathe together

I share my trembling sounds with you

The night is close, yet still far away

The dazzling sound of brass shimmers

At the back of the stairs, I make a wish

When I reach my limit alone

The overlapping sounds become light

A sound reverberates on the stairs at dusk

Your and my breath join together