Harumodoki

I’m heading out to find it, over there

Chase the theorem, it’s all set
It should be right, but
It flutters and spins around

The future’s all twisted
From a little beauty, it can stray so far
It drifts away from the ideal

The lukewarm water
I could hear it slowly cooling down

If I’m gonna change my path
Now’s the time

I don’t need this replica
Just the real deal is enough for me
I’m heading out to find it, over there

But it feels like a well-crafted fairy tale

Staring at the theorem that’s lost its answer
I thought I buried it
But I just can’t figure it out

Even if I nurture a beautiful flower
With unrestrained anger
It can be easily trampled

In the piling white
Little eyes are being chased

The distant, distant spring
Is under the snow

Things that can’t be seen
Fade away from memory
We’re losing sight of the place we’re trying to find
Unknowingly stepping on our own eyes

The flowers I made relying on memories wilted quickly
Not noticing at my feet
Searching for a place I can call real
Is surely

Now’s the time

I don’t need this replica
Just the real deal is enough for me
I’m heading out to find you

Thank you, little eyes, for finding me

You whispered.