I'm afraid of silence.

To fill my blank, it has resounded the treble sound of piano and monotonous lofi beats.

I'm afraid of lonely.

I look at withered flowers.

I realize that the days are flowing.

And I realize that I'm alive.

I seek an answer for the sound that will snuggle up to me.

Alcohol and a scene in the movie go around in my body.

Like flying in the sky, like that I didn't want to end.

I remember the old days that I didn't want to end.

It's getting thinner and getting hazy.

Those days are starting to be sepia.

But like flying in the sky,like that I didn't want to end.

I remember the old days that I didn't want to end.

Like sinking in the sea,like falling to the bottom.

I think about now that I don't want to end.

I'm still alive and still singing songs.

So I'll spin the melody.

And I'll be there today.