That's usually how it is.
The milk cools with a sigh.
If the milk cooled to human skin, I'd call it breakfast.
Someone I've seen before, passing me through the windowpane
would we have waved and laughed that day?
I don't remember.
The things I swore I'd never forget
Like skipping a small station
The ending roll of the dream bell beckons
Platform 5 on the way to Seishun
I'm patting my chest after being left behind in the line
I found it at the bottom of the bag I carried on my back
If that's where I'm going someday
I'm sure I'd have stayed where I was
I must have overslept
The pathway of the summer breeze
Lined with clumsy dreams
I wonder how we grow up
Someone I saw one day passing me through the windowpane
It's us from that day, waving and laughing
It's time to wake up from this dream...
I haven't seen you in years... familiar faces...
It's like nothing's ever going to change
I hope it's not a big deal... but I hope it comes true.
May you find me someday
I can't write it all down on a B4 sheet of paper
I've tucked away in my wrinkled jacket
The future I've dreamed of so many times
I'm sure it's still waiting for us
Even though I've grown up
I watched you go through the turnstiles of my dreams
I don't have the means to walk away
But if it leads me back to those days
I'll go to see you once more
so that I don't forget anything
I'll run to the bell of my dreams, a youth ticket
Regret Departing from Platform 5
There's not a single thing that can stop us
I found it at the bottom of the bag I carried on my back
Even if it's just a destination someday
I'm sure we'd have stayed where we were
I must have overslept