Picking up the past
that somebody dropped,
I frantically extended my hand,
flinging the answer.
There is no satisfaction
in anything that you can get
Fly away from
the void in your entangled heart
That's it Make a Treasure
I hear your voice in rusted time
I want to hand it to you now
because I believe
that you are waiting for me inside the light
The future is worn off
from spending it all
Even dreams, chosen hesitantly,
start creaking
You don't try to escape
from the gloomy passing of the days
You'll have to excuse me for
waiting by the side of a person like you
That's why... Make a Treasure
...I'm searching for myself in the rusted mirror.
I want to grab with my own hands now
because I believe
that you are waiting for me wherever I may be.
There is no satisfaction
in anything that you can get
Fly away from
the void in your entangled heart
That's it Make a Treasure
I hear your voice in rusted time
I want to hand it to you
because I believe
that you are waiting for me inside the light.
That's why... Make a Treasure
...I'm searching for myself in the rusted mirror.
I want to grab with my own hands now
because I believe
that you are waiting for me wherever I may be.
