l hope that the prism peeping through the rift in the clouds. . .
. . . makes its way to the town where you live.
All of our dreams are beginning to take shape. . .
. . . and look, the globe of your heart is softly shining.
"Bye Bye My Crisis!" l want to share my lone liness with you. . .
. . . at the scenes where so many memories are heaped.
For the sake of a tomorrow more certain than yesterday. . .
. . . l want to try spreading wide my in visible wings.
l like the brilliance that can make the palms of my hands transparent. . .
Aninjury . . .
Yeah .
Well , there l Sjust one thing . . .
That means it`s a man !
Then let me see it !
A glass show window, a crowd of taxis. . .
. . . the noise of a neon street that never sleeps.
l dashed out into midnight, jacket in hand, my flushedbody bursting with energy.
Even if l slip through the cracks, l`ll get my way. l don`t want to be beaten now. . .
"Knock down " . . . even though l stumble over the fence of lone liness.
"Chase the dream " l`ll always want to believe. . .
"Chase the dream" . . . in my own latent strength.
Today`s tears are the way to joy. Failure is the way to success.
l`m sure it will always be that way. "l don `t wanna say "Give up. `"
l saw a teenager with helpless eyes. . .
. . . because he couldn `t see e ven a fragment of gentleness. . .
. . . who no longer wanted to spend melancholy dawns. . .
. . . leaning against the subway shutters and waiting for the first train.
On a rooftop where the wind was blowing, he made a fist, took a jab. . .
. . . and broke the pathetic night.
"Chase the dream" l`m sure that, by standing up tall. . .
"Chase the dream " . . . l`ll show them l can make it in this town.
l want to keep on racing, accelerator open all the way, sweatpouring o ver my heart.
"l wanna get big chance."