FLAT

Doushite darou
Boku ni nai mono wa zutto kirei ni mieru
Itsu kara darou
Kuraberu koto de kagayaki midashiteta

Kasumi nigotteiku shikai toriharaou
Me to mimi o fusagu no wa hayasugiru kara

“masshiro na boku” da to sekai o nagekazu ni
Karappo no te no hira waraitobashite sa
Tokubetsu na nanika o oimotomenakutemo
Kimi to warai aeru boku to warai, aeru
Kogareta hikari no sasu basho wa souzou no saki no flat

Itsu kara darou kibou wa akirame ni natteshimatteita
Doushite darou kanawanai yume da to kimetsukeru no wa

Nigirishimeteita kobushi tokihanatou
Ima made ni kuiru no wa hayasugiru kara

“makkura na yoru” da to sekai o korosazu ni
Karappo dakara koso subete ni nareru no
Tokubetsu na nanika o oimotomenakutemo
Kimi to warai aeru boku to warai, aeru
Kogareta hikari no sasu basho wa souzou no saki no flat

Zutto jibun no koe ni wa
Mimi kasazu ni ite kimi no koe o norotte bakari datta yo
Kitto kakureta hikari
Boku no naka ni umareteru tte shinjirunda
Mitometeagerunda

“masshiro na boku” da to sekai o nagekazu ni
Karappo no te no hira waraitobashite sa
Tokubetsu na nanika o oimotomenakutemo
Kimi to warai aeru boku to warai, aeru
Kogareta hikari no sasu basho wa souzou no saki no flat

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I wonder why,
The things i don't have always look the most beautiful.
I wonder when it was,
That through comparing everything, they began shining bright in my eyes.

I wipe away my cloud vision,
‘cause it's still too soon to cover my eyes and ears.

I'll remain my “pure white self” without bemoaning the world.
Our hands are empty and all we can do is laugh about it.
Even if we don't pursue something special,
I can laugh with you. Laugh with me and we'll find it;
That burning light points to the flat land where our imagination will lead us.

I wonder when it was that i started giving up on hope.
I wonder why i decided that this dream couldn't come true.

I release my clenched fist,
‘cause it's still too soon to regret everything that's happened so far.

It's a “pitch black night”, but the world isn't dead yet.
Everything is empty, but that means we can make it into anything.
Even if we don't pursue something special,
I can laugh with you. Laugh with me and we'll find it;
That burning light points to the flat land where our imagination will lead us.

I've never lent an ear to my own voice,
Completely absorbed in detesting yours.
Surely, that hidden light,
Is being born within me,
And it's time that i accept it.

I'll remain my “pure white self” without bemoaning the world.
Our hands are empty and all we can do is laugh about it.
Even if we don't pursue something special,
I can laugh with you. Laugh with me and we'll find it;
That burning light points to the flat land where our imagination will lead us.