「選べなさの時代に生きる若者の迷走」 都市は無数の岐路で溢れている。 SNSは無数の“正解例”で溢れている。 学校や家族は無数の“理想の生き方”を押し付けてくる。 結果—— 道が多すぎて、どこにも行けない。 迷うほど、選択肢が増える時代。 選ばないと置いていかれる恐怖と、 選んだら間違える恐怖のどちらもある時代。 [Lyrics] 濡れた街路に 矢印が乱反射する 夜風が map をめくるたび 行き先は変わって “迷うことさえ 許される時間” それが、まだ終わらない青春だ 一方通行の標識ばかり 胸の奥に刺さって どの道も正解みたいで どれも本物じゃない わざと遅れて歩きながら 影の伸び方を見てた 進み方を知らないまま 誰かに急かされてる reroute 心のナビは 再検索を続けて 夜の交差点は 息をするたび分岐する 目を閉じた方が、むしろ未来が近い気がした 迷いの形が 今の僕の輪郭だ 駆け抜けたいのに 道が多すぎて 選べないまま 躓いた足音 nowhere を叫んで 胸が軋んでも 暗いアスファルトに 僕はまだ立っている 正解なんてない 迷図の中で息をする “青春の歩幅で ゆっくり壊れていく” 遠くのネオンが 未来のふりをして手招く 透明な看板は どこにも続かないまま 地図アプリに映らない路地ほど 惹かれてしまう 誰かの答えより 自分の間違いが欲しかった sync しない鼓動が 胸で道を叩いて “こっちへ来い”と啼く影が 二つ三つに分かれた 戻り道なんて 最初から描かれていない 迷うたび、僕は少しだけ大きくなる 光の矢印が 都市の呼吸に合わせて揺れる 立ち止まった僕だけが 世界の速度から零れた でも、それでもいい “迷ってる時間こそ 青春の証明だ” 駆け抜けたいのに 道が多すぎて 正解だけを恐れて 立ち尽くした夜 nowhere に落ちても 胸が痛んでも 行き先のない影と 今を歩いていく 迷図の真ん中で 青い息をしながら “選べなさえも 僕の道になる” 僕らはまだ 出口のない街で 未来の不在を 照らし合っていた reroute の果てで やっと気づいた “迷ってる僕を、好きでいたい” 駆け抜けなきゃいけない理由なんてない この迷図のまま 青春を進めばいい ＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝ Title: The Street Maze of Youth "The Wanderings of Young People in an Age of No Choice" Cities are filled with countless crossroads. Social media is overflowing with countless "correct answers." Schools and families impose countless "ideal ways of life." The result— Too many paths, no way to go anywhere. The more you hesitate, the more options you have. We live in an age where we both fear being left behind if we don't choose, and fear making the wrong choice if we do. [Lyrics] Arrows reflect off the wet streets. Every time the night wind flips the page of the map, the destination changes. "A time when even getting lost is allowed." That's youth, not yet over. All the one-way signs pierce the depths of my heart. Every path seems like the right one, but none of them are real. I purposely walk slowly, watching the shadow grow. Not knowing how to move forward, someone is rushing me. Reroute. My heart's navigation system keeps searching again. The intersections of the night branch off with every breath. If I close my eyes, I feel like the future is closer. The shape of my confusion is my current outline. I want to run through them, but there are so many paths. Unable to choose, my footsteps stumble. Nowhere Even as I scream and my heart trembles, I'm still standing on the dark asphalt. There's no right answer, but I still want to move forward. Breathing in this maze. "Slowly crumbling with the strides of youth." Distant neon lights beckon, pretending to be the future. The transparent signs lead nowhere. I'm drawn to alleys that don't show up on map apps. More than someone else's answer, I wanted my own mistakes. My out-of-sync heartbeat pounded against the road. "Come this way," the shadow cried, splitting into two or three. There was no way back. Every time I get lost, I grow a little bigger. The arrow of light sways in time with the city's breathing. I'm the only one who has stopped, slipping away from the speed of the world. But that's okay. "Time spent hesitating is proof of youth." I want to run, but there are too many paths. A night spent standing still, afraid of the right answer. nowhere Even if I fall, even if my heart aches, I walk through the present with a shadow that has no destination While breathing in the middle of this maze "Even if I can't choose, it becomes my path" We were still in a town with no exit We were shining a light on each other's lack of a future At the end of the reroute, I finally realized "I want to love myself, even though I'm lost" There's no reason I have to run through it I'll just move forward with my youth as I continue through this maze
