#keisuke.n

Verse 1:

It’s 2 am, suddenly close my eyes

and watch as it’s projecting my empty mind inside.

I continue wandering in hopelessness,

as time quickly passes, fading ‘round me.

 With impatient rushes of my unease,

inside overwhelmed confusion,

I’m lurking within this uncompleted life.

Shadows around me, they begin to sigh.

 With no hesitation, they start to spin on, at this intersection.

 Chorus:

Drawing these spirals as each new day dawns,

lacking the words that my voice cannot find.

The thoughts in my head, they increasingly bend, and they unendingly spin.

Even now,

pieces of dreams, spread out before me, engulfed by the waves disappearing again.

I’m sinking into that floating darkness,

along with only one tear left to shed in this world.

 Verse 2:

In my childhood, if there’s something that I lost

amidst the hustling bustle, never there to learn,

I’d say it’s to deal with discomfort such as this,

reality I cannot really grasp.

 There’s no possible returning now

from inside that confining drawer.

Count every sleeping future of mine,

just vanishing like a hot fire.

 They’re unreliable, attract loneliness, and will not ever end.

Chorus:

Maybe one day the bright, waning moon,

illuminates the  scratching, struggling night.

Until the day I fall fast asleep, I will keep on walking on.

Alright,

continue shouting and screaming that wish.

My faint and sore voice will still resonate.

The heat that carries with this guiding hand

is the same single person who has fallen away desolate.

 Drawing these spirals as each new day dawns,

lacking the words my voice never will find.

The thoughts in my head, they increasingly bend, and they unendingly spin.

Even now,

pieces of dreams, spread out before me, engulfed by the waves disappearing again.

I’m sinking into that floating darkness,