Start to run, facing front.
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I drew with numb fingers in the sky,
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Lighting the blessings in your future.
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Cut through, with those hands.
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Can you hear this voice?
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Embrace the ability to laugh honestly.
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Even if only a little, my fingertips are dyed an adult color.
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As if embarrassed, I softly hide them.
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With your chin in your hands, in front of your field of vision,
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A small flower bud was slowly swaying.
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For me, who always hesitates,
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Even now, I think of those words you sent me.
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"Dye the future your color..."
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Start to run, facing front.
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I drew with numb fingers in the sky,
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Lighting the blessings in your future.
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Cut through, with those hands.
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Can you hear this voice?
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Embrace the ability to laugh honestly.
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Start to run, facing front.
+
I drew with numb fingers in the sky,
+
Lighting the blessings in your future.
+
Cut through, with those hands.
+
Can you hear this voice?
+
Embrace the ability to laugh honestly.
+
Even if only a little, my fingertips are dyed an adult color.
+
As if embarrassed, I softly hide them.
+
With your chin in your hands, in front of your field of vision,
+
A small flower bud was slowly swaying.
+
For me, who always hesitates,
+
Even now, I think of those words you sent me.
+
Start to run, facing front.
+
I drew with numb fingers in the sky,
+
Lighting the blessings in your future.
+
Cut through, with those hands.
+
Can you hear this voice?
+
Embrace the ability to laugh honestly.
+
Even though I am reluctant to think of how good the past was,
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There are still "feelings" I want to recover.
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My eyes fill with the me who pushes "me" from behind,
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A vision piled on top of sprouting flower buds.
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I will triumph over time, and someday again,
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I want to be able to boast of that day long gone,
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I will even carry a clock that runs backwards.
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Cut through, with those hands.
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Are you laughing? It's just like me,
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To hold tightly to these feelings I can't let go.
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For me, who always hesitates,
+
Even now, I think of those words you sent me.
+
"Dye the future your color..."
+
Start to run, facing front.
+
I drew with numb fingers in the sky,
+
Lighting the blessings in your future.
+
Cut through, with those hands.
+
Can you hear this voice?
+
Embrace the ability to laugh honestly.
+
I will triumph over time, and someday again,
+
I want to be able to boast of that day long gone,
+
I will even carry a clock that runs backwards.
+
Cut through, with those hands.
+
Are you laughing? It's just like me,
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To hold tightly to these feelings I can't let go.
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