壊れた世界の秒針は (kowaretasekai no byōshin wa)
Shugo Nakamura
The Second Hand of a Broken World
I won’t regret it
I really won’t
As the stairs to
A precious future crumble away
In this pitch-black room
I find myself alone
Banging on a
Door that won’t open
What was it again?
The me that’s just like me is right here
Laughing
The colorful scenery
And the words you left behind
Somehow they all seem to blur
Anyone can tell me
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts
I don’t even know why these overflowing tears
Bold vows and
Grand resolutions
Were swallowed up
In the lowest of spirals
Everyone has had a time when they were transparent
Like back then, I layered colors
Ah, I layered colors
The second hand of a broken world
Stops without a word, not moving at all
Then I should take a step forward
To move toward a new time
The colorful scenery
And the words you left behind
They trap me and won’t let me go
Stuck deep in my throat
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts
In this pitch-black room
The key to the door has opened
The scenery from here on out
Is up to me now.