Lyric

I took it for granted

I knew it couldn't come to an end

気付けない虚しさが幸福だなんてこと　儚く彩った美しさ

The slightest difference creates the color

The word is that you are only who you are

Time goes slowly the story will never be the same

Can't ever calling to talking

Like a flower might say…

Memories of frustration

受け取った幸せの数も

There will be an end

The Lost Story

The end seems cruel somehow

Sometimes I feel crushed

世界は時に残酷で、少しずつ失っていく美しさっていうものを…繊細な彩りを…この短い命の果てまで追い求めている

This is my World

Time goes slowly the story will never be the same

Can't ever calling to talking

Like a flower might say…

Memories of frustration

受け取った幸せの数も

There will be an end

The Lost Story

I took it for granted

I knew it couldn't come to an end

The slightest difference creates the color

The word is that you are only who you are

Time goes slowly the story will never be the same

Can't ever calling to talking

Like a flower might say…

Memories of frustration

受け取った幸せの数も

There will be an end

The Lost Story