Lyric

To the world from your hand

From the bit of thing in stock

The sights unfold, on and on, the feel's still alive

Cause the real life stucked up surely in the head

You know what can we do is to make up mystic fairy tale

So that's guaranteed awesome fact

I'm gonna kid me everytime to be rich in wit

Even if some troubles lay down in the brain

Bet a coin, now I have

It starts rolling slowly in a while

Let us aim at the east

To the world from your hand

From the bit of thing in stock

Draw and throw the graffiti

Like a metronome, time after time

Drown and grow when I drink it

Like a baby bird, time after time

Draw and broad the graffiti

Like a plan of life, time after time

Grow and glow when I drink it

Like the only one, time after time

To the world from your hand

From the bit of thing in stock

Catch up the moment

What will be, will be

Every winds would find exact way as time goes by

To the world from your hand

From the bit of thing in stock

Now's the time

Let's aim at the east