July’s lies and the truth in front of my eyes are put away in sepia tonesNestling close to one another, warmth; I don’t understand those things anymore
“You’ll be fine on your own… right?” you said, forcing it upon me and then you said goodbye
If it’s going to be that kind of consolation then I should be tired of hearing it by now
Endlessly ringing; the merciless memories seem to have no intention of forgiving me
If I close my eyes they will only grow surrounding me at a distance; your laugh
Will the rain ever stop, I wonder? For a pretty long time now it’s been cold
Why does the rain choose to fall on me? Why does it choose me who has nowhere to escape to?
Time intrudes on the new morning I finally found
The direction I face is not the future, I kept chasing after the past
You, who gave me a new start by your consolations and the hateful and cowardly me
It’s about time… Fumbling, my troubles spill down my tired cheeks
Eyes that don’t want to know the past and fingers that can wash it all away
Scars heal at a gentle pace; at an unreachable distance that seems to be within reach
Will the rain ever stop, I wonder? For a pretty long time now it’s been cold
Why does the rain choose to fall on me? I wonder if it’s okay to let it cover me
The rain keeps on falling today as well knowing no end
While we quietly nestle together under the umbrella I hold
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