Kazuki Kato: Faith
For gekidasa:
The meaning of self is learnt through human's touch
The meaning of love is learnt through dried tears
The thread of memories loosend by the fragrance of perfume, look behind in the crowd
Although that person would never be there
Although that person would never be there
Among the waves of people passing by the intersection
To anyone and everyone, there must be a person you can never forget
And still... to us who lives in the present
Who will we first see when we look up to the sky?
One's weakness is learnt through falling into another's heart
One's loneliness is learnt through the acquisition of freedom
The melody of one day, the color of connected thoughts, the time stops at times
Which direction would tomorrow be
Which direction would tomorrow be
As the season passes by
Some day at some place, a dream has been left behind
Burnt deeply into one's heart... to us who lives in the present
What will we first see when we look up to the sky?
To find what is lost, to make what is destroyed
...the realization that today and now
Proceeds then stops, yet we're still looking up
To anyone and everyone, there must be a future inside your mind
"Some day, some time..." That's where all has started
To find what is lost, to proceed then stop - isn't that how it is?
Some day, some time, if there's a place that can be reached...
What will we first see when we look up to the sky?
When we look up to the sky, there is...
The meaning of self is learnt through human's touch
The meaning of love is learnt through dried tears
The thread of memories loosend by the fragrance of perfume, look behind in the crowd
Although that person would never be there
Although that person would never be there
Among the waves of people passing by the intersection
To anyone and everyone, there must be a person you can never forget
And still... to us who lives in the present
Who will we first see when we look up to the sky?
One's weakness is learnt through falling into another's heart
One's loneliness is learnt through the acquisition of freedom
The melody of one day, the color of connected thoughts, the time stops at times
Which direction would tomorrow be
Which direction would tomorrow be
As the season passes by
Some day at some place, a dream has been left behind
Burnt deeply into one's heart... to us who lives in the present
What will we first see when we look up to the sky?
To find what is lost, to make what is destroyed
...the realization that today and now
Proceeds then stops, yet we're still looking up
To anyone and everyone, there must be a future inside your mind
"Some day, some time..." That's where all has started
To find what is lost, to proceed then stop - isn't that how it is?
Some day, some time, if there's a place that can be reached...
What will we first see when we look up to the sky?
When we look up to the sky, there is...