迯避論 || Escapism

歌詞

擦れきった迯避論 抱えて歩いた
溜った澱が溢れそうなんだ
不満は圧えた　殼の内側　霉生す吋前さ
彼の空も　雲も　朝も　僕も総て

正觧探して藻搔いて　潰れながら笑って　氣付けば哭いていて
悲しさばかり部屋の中　飛び囘っている　涙が濁って迹引く位

電話切って投げ棄てた　怒聲が怖しかったから
眼を瞑り迯げ果てた　眠れもしないのにさ
雨音が嬉しかった　考えたくなかったから
何故胷の中　斯様にも晻いのかなんて

錆附いた自己定義　厭に為る程
その眼で見詰て　迯て來た　ずうっと
瀝青が隠した　幼き頃の　衜まで續けよ
彼の空へ　雲へ　朝へ　僕へ續け

誰も機械なのだと　動く人形なのだと懐った　其程嘘に溺れた

街路何所迄も往った　他人が怖しかったから
靜けさ求めていた　知らない塲所でもいい
偶然小徑で竦んだ　彼の日へ繋っていたから
何も知らなかった頃の　僕が華奢にたっていた

理觧はしている　巻戻せないと
それでも悔やんだ　毁れる位に
此の先　亾した眞白な僕に
壹日だけ會えるなら

錆附いた自己定義　厭に為る程
その眼で見詰て　迯て來た　ずうっと
瀝青が隠した　幼き頃の　衜まで續けよ
彼の空へ　雲へ　朝へ　僕へ續け

(空へ　雲へ　朝へ　僕へ續け)

Romanisation

surekitta touhiron kakaete aruita
tamatta yodomi ga afuresou nanda
fuman wa osaeta kara no uchigawa kabi musu zuzen sa
ano sora mo kumo mo asa mo boku mo subete

seikai sagashite mogaite tsubure nagara waratte kidzukeba naite ite
kanashisa bakari heya no naka tobimawatte iru namida ga nigotte ato hiku kurai

denwa kitte nagesuteta dosei ga osoroshikatta kara
me o tsuburi nigehateta nemure mo shinai noni sa
ameoto ga ureshikatta kangaetaku nakatta kara
naze mune no naka konna ni mo kurai no ka nante

sabitsuita jiko teigi iya ni naru hodo
sono me de mitsumete nigete kita zuutto
rekisei ga kakushita osanaki koro no michi made tsudzuke yo
ano sora e kumo e asa e boku e tsudzuke

daremo kikai nano da to ugoku ningyou nano da to omotta sore hodo uso ni oboreta

gairo doko made mo itta tanin ga osoroshikatta kara
shizukesa motomete ita shiranai basho demo ii
guuzen komichi de sukunda kano hi e tsunagatte ita kara
nani mo shiranakatta koro no boku ga kyasha ni tatte ita

rikai wa shite iru makimodosenai to
sore demo kuyanda kowareru kurai ni
kono saki nakushita masshiro na boku ni
ichinichi dake aeru nara

sabitsuita jiko teigi iya ni naru hodo
sono me de mitsumete nigete kita zuutto
rekisei ga kakushita osanaki koro no michi made tsudzuke yo
ano sora e kumo e asa e boku e tsudzuke

(sora e kumo e asa e boku e tsudzuke)

Translation

I walked while embracing sly escapism.
My accumulated sediment seems close to overflowing.
I endured discontent. Inside my husk, mould is on the verge of growing.
Everything—that sky, the clouds, the dawn, and me…

I struggled, searching for the right answer. I smiled while I failed. Before I knew it, I was weeping.
Only sadness lies inside this room. I go this way and that. My tears grow cloudy, enough to leave traces.

I hung up and threw the phone down. I was frightened of cries of wrath,
So I shut my eyes and escaped, though I couldn’t even sleep.
The sound of rainfall made me happy, since I didn’t want to think.
Why is it so dark in my heart?

My self-definition had grown so rusty I couldn’t stand it.
You looked at me with those eyes and ran away all that time.
Keep going, even to the streets of childhood hidden by the asphalt.
Continue to that sky, to the clouds, to the dawn, and to me.

I thought that everyone was a machine, and that they were all dolls. I was so far submerged in lies. (1)

I travelled so far down the road because strangers were so frightening.
I sought silence, even if it was in an unfamiliar place.
By coincidence, I cowered on the path because it was tied to that day.
I, from the days when I knew nothing, stood daintily.

I understood that I couldn’t turn back time.
Even so, I felt enough regret to bring me to tears.
I am dead, with a body snow white, yet after this
if I could only spend one more day with you…

My self-definition had grown so rusty I couldn’t stand it.
You looked at me with those eyes and ran away all that time.
Keep going, even to the streets of childhood hidden by the asphalt.
Continue to that sky, to the clouds, to the dawn, and to me.

(Continue to the sky, to the clouds, to the dawn, and to me.)