jibun yori hetakuso na hito sagashite hitaru no yuuetsukan demo sonodo chotto jibun wo kiratte jigen sakanobotte genjitsu touhi demo iin janai betsuni iin janai muri ni tsuyogaranakute mo iin janai shita wo mite tsuyoku nareru no mo mata hitodakara sa
urusai mou uzai kurai ni cry wo kakikesu youna sekai nara aragattetai noni furidashita sora no nakigoe wa toumeide
wakannai mou wakannai yo wo nanben mo
bokutachi wa sonzai shoumei ni mainichi isshoukenmei de konna subarashii sekai de mada ikiru imi wo sagashi teru sorya soudaro datte ningen wa kibou nashide wa iki rarenaikara sa minna kokoro no dokka de raise wo
shinji teru kinou no boku mamoru tame ni warau kurai nara naitatte iidaro
nee
yamanai no ame ga natsuzora wo senmei ni kaita tte bokutachi wa fukanzende mikansei na
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Looking for those who have it worse than I do Lets me bathe in a sence of superiority Yet whenever I do, I start to hate myself, Withdrawing from my surroundings, avoiding reality But isn't that fine? It doesn't matter, it's fine? Because hey, those who struggle through life with downcast eyes are still humans in their own right.
Drowning out our cries As if saying "stop that, you're annoying" That's the world we live in, one that I want to resist Yet the sky's tearful voice comes pouring down, transparent
"I don't get it, I just don't get it!" again and again.
As proof of our existence Every day of our lives We search desperately in this wonderful world for a reason to continue to live That's right, I remember, humans are beings that cannot bring themselves to live without hope in a way, believes in a life after this one.
Instead of smiling in order to stay the same as I was yesterday, couldn't I cry instead?
Look,
The neverending rain paints the summer sky so brilliantly We are imperfect, and incomplete.