I noticed, on the way home that I never got lost, I passed scenes that I seemed to be seeing for the first time .
In the blue of the sky, black is incessantly mixing and spreading.
I should probably flee, how much of the meaningless land I walk.
Against all that is before my eyes, I embrace the feelings of malaise and distrust and stand firm.
The basis that I lost sight of myself, I recalled and from here I slip out
Like clinging on anyone that has already turned around, I don’t want to choose such an escaping way.
Confused by only negligible expendables, stepping out gently,
aren’t treated like trash, but are like holding orderly arranged pebbles
Am I only looking at the hills I crossed over? Do I only not want to forget the paths I have passed?
My uncertainty ties me to terror, it’s good to know the weakness that was severed
To the echos that do not reach immediately, I swore to continue singing
The grey night that tears the barrens and continues everywhere, now we are waiting for the sun to set west
The basis that I lost sight of myself, I recall and from here I slip out
Like clinging on anyone that has already turned around, I don’t want to choose such an escaping way..
Taken from Riuva.
Got addicted to this song again.
