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| - We've been waiting for this,
For the sunlight and the perfect time.
It looked like we were running away and being cowards,
But we weren't. We always endured,
Long, bitter cold nights.
We have ideals that we want to go just as we imagine,
And it would be nice to change this harsh and cold reality.
We'll absorb our mistakes and failures into food that's why,
If you don't you'll have a lifetime to regret not,
Hoping our chrysalises would understand hope and so fly.
Our realities and ideals,
Quiver in our consciousness as we knock upon them once more.
Calling us cowards, the wind laughs but still,
There are things out there we haven't seen but want to see,
And under the night sky we change into butterflies.
The dazzling stars are inviting us, "Fly high in the sky."
When it comes to reaching high above the sky that's still so far away,
And its shining stars that I want to stand out in,
We still can not yet take off to them.
Unable to face up to yourself and the ugly truth,
You want to be someone else, but you cannot.
The future is up to you, you see.
So tomorrow has come back to now,
This world is a dream that I still have not received an answer from,
I'm sure that I will one day shine.
Our realities and ideals,
Quiver in our consciousness as we knock upon them once more.
Calling us cowards, the wind laughs but still,
There are things out there we haven't seen but want to see,
And under the night sky we change into butterflies.
The dazzling stars are inviting us, "Fly high in the sky."
There are things that don't go according to how you imagined,
We're still lacking after all. Countless times have we flown and then fallen.
"I want to count the myriad of scars you have on your wings," the wind says.
"I want to feel those wings," the sky says.
Even reality surpasses the imagination at times.
We heard our friends' cheers.
Everyone always feels fearful and anxious.
Even our battered wings are still strong enough for us to dance in the sky,
The more they're hurt, the more they shine. We can still go, take off, flap our wings,
We'll take up that challenge as often as it takes. Off towards the sky.
Not even knowing how to fly in the sky,
We outstretch our wings to the heavens.
Calling us immature, the wind laughs, but now,
The passion bursting from our hearts,
The adventure we drew in our shells,
Power turns them into wings, letting us soar through the heavens, "Fly high in the sky".
We'll take off into the future. Stir up our cells,
Even on rainy days, even when there's lightning, even on days when we want to run away.
We'll flap our wings. Strike light through the cloudy skies.
We'll fill our chests with wishes and feelings and spread our wings on the wind.
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