This started off dyed grey
As you once again frittered away time ambiguously
Having clung onto the ceiling
Now it takes in the reality
Because we were unable to notice it, we never felt quite right
Abandoning the things that we were unprepared for
We were too caught up with the sensation
Now it purifies our existences
Hello/Hello
The weekend when I was staring at my frostbitten fingertips
At the miracle of the night sky where you looked back at me
Hello/Hello
The white puffs of breath that you held in and the proof that you lived
They were as if to whisper "see ya" to the starry sky far beyond
"I'll see you again", you said
As your hand, seemingly forlorn, touched me
Did I ever remember
When I spit those memories out?
The sinking space and hazy sensation
Possessed my ignorance and judgment
So long, my identity
May it integrate with the vanishing proof of my existence
Hello/Hello
The moment in which I looked towards the wrong destination
Was by the miracle of the night sky that you were gazing at
Hello/Hello
The white puffs of the breath that you sucked in and the proof that you lived
They were as if to name your starry sky
Ah, I wish I could do something about it
I have already deformed my heart line and I'm hoping for a tomorrow where it'd heal
Hello/Hello
The weekend when I was staring at my frostbitten fingertips
Was a miracle of the night sky where you looked back at me
Hello/Hello
The white puffs of the breath that you exhaled and the proof that you lived
They were as if to whisper "see ya" to the starry sky far beyond