歌詞

History remembers the winners

People remember the names

But mornings remember everyone else

The ones who keep tomorrow alive

Still

The morning rolls

No polished pages, the day to day is the bass

体裁より生活　手触りまで trace

Money won’t circulate, liabilities accumulate

Three decades in a haze, still we calibrate

増える税額　削れる生活

整った政策　こぼれる実感

Growth on pause, but the clock won’t wait

現場は今日も予定を update

Same station faces, rain stains on the rails

Small acts stack up while the big plan fails

誰にも映らない選択の連鎖

街を回すのは名もなき両手だ

Life ain’t cinema, no cut, no retake

痛みを隠して　それでも we make

No headlines, just timelines etched in the pavement

Every ordinary day becomes a statement

名前がなくても　確かに存在

静かな労働が　支えている現在

No cape, no praise, no staged celebration

ただ今日をつなぐ daily dedication

Pressure can’t measure the treasure we carry

背負った数だけ　手つきは savvy

When the night gets heavy and hope turns hazy

小さな灯りで朝を make ready

落ちる日もある　息が詰まる夜

Still one light, 消えない鼓動

期待は派手な言葉じゃなく

明日も立つため胸に置くもの

Money don’t move

But the morning still rolls

回らない金　それでも回る鼓動

Tax takes space

But it can’t take soul

削られた余白に　書き足してく hope

Still, I breathe

Still, I be

暮らしの low end carries memory

No crown, no clout

When the lights go out

Work and love, that’s what life’s about

30 years waiting

Still carrying hope

止まったようでも人は動く

Money don’t move

But the morning still rolls

Hands full, heart full, schedule surgical

役割が増えるほど movement gets musical

Work, home, music, shifting the intervals

器用じゃなくても handling essentials

I know that weight, same heat, different weather

「なんでもこなす」を軽く言うな, ever

笑顔の裏側, silent survival

守るものが増えるほど sharpen the focus

No manual, no map, still managing the balance

迷いながら前へ, that itself is talent

誰かのためなら増えていく手数

背負う、迷う、それでも手放さず

Some mornings come late, some nights run long

期待は大声じゃなく胸で hums along

Small light, slow growth, hope under maintenance

落ち込みさえも rhyme に変えて regain it

Face in the mirror, tired but clear

Fear in the rear, love steering the gear

傷つくたびに　気づいてく強度

同じじゃなくても　重なっている温度

No flex, no fame, no fake elevation

働くこと自体が a form of creation

派手な夢より確かな今日を

What we protect gives the backbone its tone

Pressure, measure, treasure in the ledger

Weather gets heavier, still getting better

Letters get layered, every error remembered

痛みを並べて　rhyme scheme embedded

Motion, notion, erosion, devotion

生活の friction becomes forward motion

No fiction, no filter, no digital savior

積み上げた今日が tomorrow’s behavior

Daily decisions, precision in motion

迷いと期待が mix into devotion

Failure to favor, pain into paper

暗がりで描いた a light for later

Money moves upward, but rarely around

Numbers keep rising while the street stays down

Three decades circling the same old debate

それでも every day we renovate

Wait, hesitate, deliberate, delegate

決めると言いながら, また先へ regulate

But we don’t sit still, we build and create

暮らしの低音で未来を resonate

Tax in the text, fog on the glass

Facts get framed, then fade from the class

検討の連投　返答は延長

時間だけ進行　結論は現状

Sexy little slogans, polished for the screen

綺麗な語感ほど中身が unseen

令和の看板　前時代の配線

新しい体裁　変わらない内面

Answers feel alien, distant in orbit

地上の実感は誰が record it?

壊した後には blueprint missing

King in the shadow, quietly positioning

But no diss, no names, no throne to attack

ただ現場の温度を beat に返す

Hate comes easy, love takes labor

Come tomorrow 傷つくなら head high

でも誰かを攻めて終わりじゃないか

決めると言いながら, not gonna lie

逃げもしない

僕の system を rebuild, create

暮らしの低音で delight

未来を resonate

Tax in the text, fog on the glass

Facts get framed, then fade from the class

検討の連投　返答は延長

時間だけ進行　結論は現状

Sexy little slogans, polished for the screen

綺麗な語感ほど中身が unseen

令和の看板　前時代の配線

新しい体裁　変わらない内面

Answers feel alien, distant in orbit

地上の実感は誰が record it?

壊した後には blueprint missing

King in the shadow, quietly positioning

But no diss, no names, no throne to attack

ただ現場の温度を beat に返す

Hate comes easy, love takes labor

残るものを築く, not a headline favor

誰かを責めて終わりじゃない

正解のない今日から逃げもしない

No camera needed, no glamorous light

暮らしを動かす人こそ real life

数字じゃ測れない希望と疲労

表情の奥で揺れている鼓動

The system may stall, but the people still move

静かな一歩が明日を improve

決まんねぇ

進まねぇ

でも日々だけは止まらねぇ

見えてねぇ

聞こえてねぇ

なら beat にして届けるだけ

回らねぇ

戻らねぇ

Still, the morning comes, we go again

派手じゃねぇ

でも消えねぇ

暮らしの低音が　地面を揺らす

決まんねぇ

進まねぇ

But we don’t wait for a perfect day

名もなくて

拍手なくて

それでも今日をつないでくだけ

Money don’t move

But the people still do

回らない金　それでも街は動く

Thirty years later

Still building something new

止まった国でも明日をつくる

Still, I write

Still, I breathe

Every little scar becomes a memory

暮らしがベース

鼓動が phrase

何気ない今日が未来を形成

No crown, no clout

When the lights go out

Work and love, that’s what life’s about

Life ain’t a movie

No ending in view

だから今日を　記録にする

Money don’t move

But the morning still rolls

回らない金　それでも回る朝

No script

No cut

No credits to roll

名もない朝が

また街を灯す。

Life ain’t a movie

But every ordinary day

Becomes a record