Yume no Ato

In the night of Shibuya, dreams are scattered-right there.
Full of hope, overflowing with light.
On the verge of fading away.
And the things that were once dreams.

In the underground of Tokyo's Shibuya,
day after day, creators and performers come and go.
As the young grow older, the city itself changes its face.
That old club has closed its doors, replaced by a shiny new building.
The superstars of yesterday no longer hold the mic.
Today's youth have no way of knowing-
or maybe they don't even need to know.
But the ones making it happen right now,
the ones who keep pushing forward-
they are the real deal.
Yeah, that's right. No doubt about it.
Still, whenever I walk these streets,
I can hear their songs echoing through the air.
I want to call every single creator out there a "tsuwamono"-a true warrior.

In the night of Shibuya, dreams are scattered-right there.
Full of hope, overflowing with light.
On the verge of fading away.
And the things that were once dreams.