Cureless
itami o oboete yukuGARASU koshi no omoi wa tada mitsumeru dake
afureru yasashisa o
mikansei na boku wa dakishimerarenakute
itoshi kata o shiranai boku wa anata sae mo nakushisou
muyuubyou no youni toki o kizamu hari o sagashite mo
mitsukaranai
furete shimaeba togiresou na anata wa setsunakute
otoshita shizuku hiroiatsumete mite mo ai ni wa naranai
kono yoru tsukamaete mo
onaji youni ano hito no namae yobenai
are kara arifureta
yume ni nemuru yume o mitsuzukete iru yo
itoshi kata o shiranai boku wa anata sae mo nakushisou
muyuubyou no youni toki o kizamu hari o hayamete mo
samayotteru
shiroi toiki ni furuete iru anata o iyasenai
kareta kono te ga
kizutsukete shimau kara itami wa kienai
furete shimaeba togiresou na anata wa setsunakute
otoshita shizuku hiroiatsumete mite mo ai ni wa naranai
shiroi toiki ni furuete iru anata ga setsunakute
sotto dakiyoseta anata no mukougawa ni
ano hi no watashi ga yurete kieta
Cureless
痛みを覚えていくガラス越しの想いはただ見つめてるだけ
あふれる優しさを
未完成な僕は抱きしめられなくて
愛し方を知らない僕はあなたさえも失くしそう
夢遊病のように時を刻む針を探しても
見つからない
触れてしまえば途切れそうなあなたは切なくて
落とした雫拾い集めてみても愛にならない
この夜つかまえても
同じようにあの人の名前呼べない
あれからありふれた
夢に眠る夢を見つづけているよ
愛し方を知らない僕はあなたさえも失くしそう
夢遊病のように時を刻む針を早めても
さまよってる
白い吐息に震えているあなたを癒せない
枯れたこの手が
傷つけてしまうから痛みは消えない
触れてしまえば途切れそうなあなたは切なくて
落とした雫拾い集めてみても愛にならない
白い吐息に震えているあなたが切なくて
そっと抱き寄せたあなたの向こう側に
あの日の私が揺れて消えた
Cureless
The pain starts to come back to meJust staring at my thoughts through glass
An incomplete me
Can't hold onto your overflowing kindness
Not knowing how to love, it seems I'll lose even you
I search for the hands of the clock like I'm sleepwalking
But I won't find it
If I were to touch you I think I'd stop you
Even as you painfully try to pick up all the fallen drops
It won't become love
Even if I caught it tonight
As always I wouldn't be able to call her name
And as I sleep I'll keep dreaming
This dream I've had ever since then
Not knowing how to love, it seems I've lost you
I speed up the hands of the clock like I'm sleepwalking
But I'm still just wasting time
I can't help you as you shiver with white breath
Because these withered hands can only hurt you
This pain will never disappear
If I were to touch you I think I'd stop you
Even as you painfully try to pick up all the fallen drops
It won't become love
As you shiver with white breath
You painfully draw me in close
But on the other side is my past self
Drifting and fading away