The day has come for me to leave this room I've been used to living in I'm still bewildered at this new journey Inside the bus that's heading toward the station I emailed my friend I tried to call on the morning platform But somehow, I felt that it was different I came carrying an old guitar I've placed out all of the pictures I let something go and take something I wonder if it's that kind of repetition? This show of courage continues even in my dreams If I became cowardly, I would be cut off there Inside the train that began to go Just a little bit, I was moved to tears This town that continues outside the window I wished that it wouldn't change The person who gave me the old guitar had said that Tokyo is scary I've already stopped searching for an answer It's fine being full of mistakes The red evening glow was cut off at the building even if I endure the tears Each journey that comes with the next morning has its doubtful places, right? I can't simply choose the right thing At least I understand that.
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