「夢を見てるの？」
You must be the right person to be asking me that, I stand empty-handed, facing you, a creation of my brain's fantasy.
Control what feels like the real world, not just as one but as many, outside of my restless mind I see prosperity shrouded
in cruelty and despair.
「わたし を 守って 。 」
You protect me when I'm exhausted, you let me capture the feelings I've lost along with my memories.
Slowly with time, letting me recover my wounds from great tragedy.
The darkness, "the tornado" sweeps through our foundations of bliss.
Loss of whom I treasure, loss of what I treasure.
It's finally clear again, and the birds chirp along in the red sky, we rebuild together.
「錯覚？」
The illusion of safety can only break me if I'm overwhelmed.
Weather is wrong, and time is an innumerable concept.
Ice is still formed, fire is still lit, yet neither give me the same feeling from the cold world that burns me.
A fruit of hope to deter hunger, a seed.
I know that when the storm blows over, the tornados scatter unto emptiness.
I pray that one day our new landscape becomes a home for those that are in need.
For the memories I can't have back, I hope to be a good one for many when the fateful wind takes me away.