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 every time

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