Now, I no longer take it for granted. The wind is still blowing hard
And I guess there aren’t too many things one can be certain of—definitely fewer than one would expect
Is it because of my faded memories
Or should I blame my heart, agonizing over someone I’ve yet to meet
For this pain that’s taking over my whole body?
Still, I just need to come to this point and think only about the end
Just need to throw away that one reason, like returning dust to the earth it comes from
But if my fleeting dream could remain unchanged, true to my heart
Then I guess what awaits at the end wouldn’t be so meaningless, after all…
To turn back would just be so incredibly unexpected… Completely ludicrous
Deception? That’s my middle name. Sure, I’m guided by the belief that human nature is good
What makes me that way?
Is this some kind of misconception induced by the emotions I had from the beginning?
It’s the attachment that controls my heart
And thus, that’s one more feeling that’s not gonna go anywhere, and instead
Just gonna remain here, adding another layer to the ones before. Indeed, this is the absolute outcome
Even so, to think that I could stay the same, the way I am now, without growing any further
Must be some sort of misconception stemming from my wishful thinking
And to think that all of these things that are falling completely apart used to be right here by my side…
Why is it that from the very beginning…
I can feel on my bare skin this whimsical mood that’s coming in waves
Piercing through the scarlet sky…
Still, I just need to come to this point and think only about the end
Just need to throw away that one reason, like returning dust to the earth it comes from
But if my fleeting dream could remain unchanged, true to my heart
Then I guess what awaits at the end wouldn’t be so meaningless, after all…