乾いた音 // Simple Is Best : Code I

[Intro] 閉店間際の楽器屋で ギターを見つめてた Exhaust sounds blending together Drifting faintly in the air ⸻ [Verse 1] 擦れたブルージーンズ 煙草の煙が染みついて ガソリンスタンド帰りの匂い Days that all feel the same Keep piling up 缶コーヒー片手に 古いバイクへ跨った Even without a reason I couldn’t throw the sound away 乾いたギターの響き Slightly faded pick marks ブランドみたいな あなたの音を探してた ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] ショーケース越しに並ぶ 弾き跡だらけの一本 Under the sharply glowing fluorescent lights Too bright to keep looking at Even the person I once admired Used to make sounds like this To those backs I could never reach I keep speaking out ⸻ [Chorus] Dry sound Simple is Best ヴィンテージの黒い質感で Passing through this city 熟成コーヒーみたいに深くなる Carrying a feeling That never fades デニムのポケットに 色褪せない感覚を携えて ⸻ [Verse 2] シャッターだらけの商店街 The scent of clear air Inside this cheap reality それでも止まらずにいた 古着屋のスピーカーから 昔のロックが漏れている Maybe “coolness” Was just an extension of awkwardness 生活はゆったりと過ぎていく You can’t fight reality With ideals alone それでもエンジンをかけて Heading back out into the city ⸻ [Bridge] It’s enough just to remain here You don’t have to match anyone else ちゃんと鳴らしていたい ⸻ [Final Chorus] Dry sound Simple is Best Cutting through the cold wind 今日を勝ち獲りにいく I’m going to seize today Code I Burning quietly 風化した昨日ごと 新しい日へ馴染ませて My own impulse ⸻ [Outro] Blurred lights Tail lights melting away まだ鳴り止まない成熟の音 ⸻ [Fadeout] …My own impulse ーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーー 🎸[ENGLISH]☕️ [Intro] At a guitar shop just before closing time I was staring at a guitar Exhaust sounds blending together Drifting faintly in the air ⸻ [Verse 1] Worn-out blue jeans Stained with cigarette smoke The smell of returning from a gas station Days that all feel the same Keep piling up Canned coffee in hand I got on an old motorcycle Even without a reason I couldn’t throw the sound away Dry guitar sound Slightly faded pick marks Like a brand I was searching for your sound ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] Lined up through the showcase glass A guitar full of playing marks Under the sharply glowing fluorescent lights Too bright to keep looking at Even the person I once admired Used to make sounds like this To those backs I could never reach I keep speaking out ⸻ [Chorus] Dry sound Simple is Best With a vintage black texture Passing through this city Becoming deeper like aged coffee Carrying a feeling That never fades In the pocket of denim Carrying a fading-unchanging feeling ⸻ [Verse 2] A shopping street full of shutters The scent of clear air Inside this cheap reality Even so, I kept not stopping From a secondhand shop speaker Old rock music is leaking out Maybe “coolness” Was just an extension of awkwardness Life passes slowly You can’t fight reality With ideals alone Still I start the engine Heading back out into the city ⸻ [Bridge] It’s enough just to remain here You don’t have to match anyone else I want to keep making a proper sound ⸻ [Final Chorus] Dry sound Simple is Best Cutting through the cold wind I’m going to seize today Code I Burning quietly Together with yesterday that has faded I let it blend into a new day My own impulse ⸻ [Outro] Blurred lights Tail lights melting away The sound of maturity that still won’t stop ⸻ [Fadeout] …My own impulse