Metronome
If it was fated that we would meet from the start, then I wonder why?
And I wonder if it was just as fated that a day like this would come?
Always,
thoughts that would never come true came to mind,
and we hurt each other, and tortured each other
Unable to even make the excuse of "just thinking of you,"
I didn't even grab your sleeve as you left;
I was weak...
Whatever day today is, whatever I try to do,
I suppose I'll end up searching for you...
My mind still gets thoughts I want to tell you,
not a single one dwindling -
but I want you to laugh me off...
The scenery's so insipid when you're not there, no matter where it is
We've just gone back to before we met, so I wonder why? What changed?
We must be
We must be like two metronomes side by side;
even though the tempo we ran at was the same,
at some point, a little bit at a time, we grew out of sync,
the more time passed, the further apart we became,
and we couldn't stop it...
I wonder where we'll be going from now on?
Will we be able to forget it all, and live?
However happy you are now,
I don't want you to forget...
In me, there'll always be...
Passing each other by, walking back to back,
gradually going out of sight
If we keep living at the same tempo still,
then someday, on the other side of the earth,
might we meet again...?
Whatever day today is, whatever I try to do,
I suppose I'll end up loving you...
My mind still gets thoughts I want to tell you,
not a single one dwindling -
but I want you to laugh me off...
I want you to be there...
Metronome
Kenshi Yonezu