koizumi itsuki

So that the sun will rise again, so that someone will be enveloped by it
Read the stories that have been stacked up by people
Even after the storm passes, the world as it is beating now
Will create tomorrow, I suppose
I fell asleep and prayed to stay with the world

Well then, are your worries too much for you?
When it comes to these oppressive feelings, I
Understand a little; it’s boredom, isn’t it?
Danger is a charming gravity
So I may argue without realizing it