Sanatorium
Plastic Tree
Sanatorium
Close your eyes, all the different you, I’ve locked away in my gaze
Like a low fever, unnoticed, love is barely hanging on
Shut my heart, all the different me, I’ve melted inside my chest
If I burn it with forbidden games, loneliness turns into a beautiful hue
Spin around, the record won’t stop. The needle dances, memories
Joyful and painful, it’s a similar spell. To a time I can’t trace back, how many thousands of feet left?
Untangling our fingers
Like softly saying goodbye
Even if I call out your lost name
It’s a rule of a world that won’t return
The wind rises, sweet vines seem to scatter endlessly
If I gather them like a puzzle, love can be a wonderful thing
In the midst of so much light, how many times did we meet?
Just don’t lose the words of love. To where we’ll meet again, how many light-years left?
With dizziness, if the flower of dreams blooms
It feels like slowly saying goodbye
The noise. If my heart is surrounded
I can’t go anywhere at all
Like watching each flower in a bouquet
Wither away one by one
Just realizing not touching
The tears I’ve longed for finally came
Lying to God, what did I get in return?
What slipped through my fingers, when was that day?
Untangling our fingers
I softly said goodbye, my voice
Even if I call out your lost name
It’s a rule of a world that can’t go back
Awake, let the flowers of dreams scatter
Joy and silence, sanatorium
The noise. Filling my heart
Without receiving from here
I can’t go anywhere, it’s "heart"
You, who were there, are smiling
In the sanatorium, in the sanatorium. In the sanatorium.