Studio Yuraki
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Can you see the meaning inside yourself?
Can you see the meaning in your darkness?
Oh, where are you now? Have you gone away?
Here now, is it just a lookalike?
All of the world is slowly changing
In a way I cannot see from here
Yesterday, I heard it in my dream
Somebody was calling out to me
Turned to see a phantom standing straight
There was no mistake, it was clear as day
Another one…
Can you see the meaning inside yourself?
Then I heard a sound laughing out aloud
But I still don’t know the reason we met
Or the reason why we parted ways
So, can you see the meaning in your darkness?
When the shadow left, it was back again
Try to search for something in nothingness
I’ll keep on walking, and I will never look back again
So, have you thought about what truth means in this world?
Is the “truth” enough for you to believe?
All of the world is slowly changing
In a way I can not catch up with
Day by day, we’re losing our own shadows
But I notice that all the things I grasp
They are changing constantly even though
I hold them tight within my hands
So, day by day, we’re losing proof we are here
‘cause the fog we know, it will eat us whole
But “The World” is just the title it wears
My very sense of perception is now fading away
Nothing’s there, nothing’s there in the place I always look
That is where, that is where, until now it always stood
Between light and the dark, what is real and what’s a dream
Where is this I’ve found myself, am I dancing somewhere in between? Somewhere…
Can you see the meaning inside yourself?
Then I heard a sound laughing out aloud
But I still don’t know the reason we met
Or even why we parted ways
So, can you see the meaning in your darkness?
Now the shadow’s trapped, and it’s in my grasp
But it fades away and all that is left
Is the determination that I feel to keep on searching the world
Can you see the meaning inside yourself?
No, even if you think there’s no use, don’t give it up!
So, everything is nothing, nothing is all
Everything is nothing, nothing is all
Something is here, but we’ll never know what it truly is
Who am I?