Lyric

The station breeze untied my hair

An unfinished letter still sealed

The railroad bell loosened my chest

Only your name stayed on my lips

A faded ticket used as a mark

I reread those near-far days

Shadows lined up at the platform’s end

Only our laughter kept its color

A pale blue umbrella swayed

The rain replaced what we couldn’t say

The watch on my wrist never paused

I traced the road that only led me back

I couldn’t say “we’ll meet again”

So I locked the drawer of my heart

My calling voice melted into the sky

Reaching out to a tomorrow I can’t see

The little courage you gave to me

Held my steps whenever I lost my way

Even through days we cannot share

It stays truer than a single photograph

A petal bookmark, only its scent

Opens my chest like a classroom window

A tiny sign in a corner of the board

A secret signal no one noticed

Gathered words we left behind

And I could breathe like after rain

My calling voice sailed over the clouds

I sketched you on a fogged-up pane

Two clumsy hearts, crying and smiling

Still saw the same morning apart

Even through days we cannot meet

It goes on softly like the warmth of hands

If I had stepped forward back then

Would we have opened another map

But now I think I finally know

“Thank you” comes before regret

My calling voice rides on the wind

And reaches you where I cannot see

With the little courage you left me

I can change the view even alone

When I hold these parted days close

I finally meet the newer me

The station breeze nudged my back

I fold the letter quietly

And step into the next season