Paint the Light in a Colorless Night

Hey, do you remember? That night, a dream that still had no name.

In a city that had lost its color, I was standing still. Stuffing my pockets with nothing but "it's no use anyway." The more I traced someone else's right answer, the more I felt myself disappearing. And yet, somewhere inside, I still believed in a small light.

Hiding my trembling hands, the sky I looked up at felt strangely far away.

Paint the light into a colorless night, connecting these scattered feelings. Even if it's full of mistakes, that's fine — with this voice, with these hands, let's repaint the future. Hey, just one more time, can I start running again? With you, I'm sure I can.

The dream I tried to erase again and again refused to disappear. The first night I could finally think it's okay to stay clumsy. Beyond this scenery I could never reach alone, a feeling that had no name is starting to take on color.

Voices layered together, hands layered together — a warmth that's certainly right here.

Paint the light into a colorless night, turning even blurred tears into a shine. Hold every past close, just like this, just as we are, it's fine to keep going. Hey, it's okay to be scared, just don't stop. With you, I'm sure I can.

The colors that used to be scattered are becoming one, right now. A future that once had no name is starting to take on color.

Paint the light into a colorless night, it's fine to start over as many times as it takes. Believe in the meaning of being here, with this voice, with these hands, let's repaint the world. Hey, this moment right here — please don't forget it. With you, forever, I'm sure.

The light I painted that night is still shining right here.