柊 と 棘 -acoustic-
[Verse 1] まだ幼かった僕は たくさんの人を傷つけた ただ自分を守りたかった 僕の棘は大人になるのを拒む [Chorus 1] 風花に染まる青 ただひらひらと まだ肌に残る白 ただ終わりを待っている [Verse 2] 深まっていく冴ゆは 僕の棘を静かに削ってく 大人になるってことだ みんなと並べるけど少し寂しい [Pre-Chorus] 棘の代わりに生まれたもの 心に咲いた白いブローチ 並べる優しさは少しだけ ひとりの寂しさをあたためる [Chorus 2] 風花に染まる青 ただしんしんと まだ肌に残る白 ただ終わりを待っている [Bridge] ふと他の未来も考える ずっと棘のある未来 きっと誰かを守れた未来 [Last Chorus] 風花に透ける青 ただはらはらと まだ胸に残る白 いつか誰かを照らすように 「風花」 晴天に風が立ってちらちら雪が降ること 「冴ゆ」 寒さが極まって空気が澄み渡る様子 --------------------------------------------------------------------------- 「柊」 モクセイ科の常緑小高木で、晩秋に白い芳香のある花を咲かせます。 若い葉の縁には鋭いトゲがあり、成長するとトゲが少なくなり、全縁の葉になります。 柊の棘には２つの役割があります。１つは若木のときに外敵から自身を守ること、もう一つは魔除けの道具として誰かを守ること。この曲は柊の棘の「個性」と「可能性」をテーマにしています。 「holly」 “It is an evergreen tree in the olive family that blooms fragrant white flowers in late autumn. The edges of its young leaves have sharp spines, but as the tree matures, the spines gradually disappear and the leaves become smooth-edged.” “Holly leaves have two roles: one is to protect the young tree from threats, and the other is to ward off evil and protect someone else. This song centers on the ‘individuality’ and ‘potential’ symbolized by the holly’s thorns.” --------------------------------------------------------------------- [Verse 1] When I was still young, I hurt many people. I only wanted to protect myself— my thorns refused to let me grow up. [Chorus 1] Blue, tinted by drifting snow petals, fluttering softly. The white that still lingers on my skin simply waits for its end. [Verse 2] As the deepening cold sharpens, it quietly wears down my thorns. That’s what growing up means— I can finally stand among others, though it feels a little lonely. [Pre-Chorus] What bloomed in place of the thorns was a small white brooch in my heart. The kindness that lets me stand beside someone gently warms a little of my loneliness. [Chorus 2] Blue, dyed by falling snow petals, descending in quiet stillness. The white that still clings to my skin simply waits for its end. [Bridge] Sometimes I wonder about another future— a future where my thorns remained, a future where I might have been able to protect someone. [Last Chorus] Blue, seen faintly through drifting snow petals, falling softly. The white that still stays in my chest may someday shine to guide someone.
