白い弧線 // White Arc : Circle of Waves

[Verse 1] 朝のハイウェイ フロントガラスに光が広がる The city slowly opens its eyes Tires draw a line on the asphalt [Pre-Chorus] 透明な距離をすべるように Headlights trace a curve 白い弧線 [Chorus] 進め　白い弧線の向こうへ Where the ground feels less solid 届く　波の香りの方へ Something quietly starts 進め　白い弧線をなぞって This moment pulls today forward 今日という一日を Gently set in motion [Verse 2] 窓を少し開けて I give the wind a temporary name 信号が切り替わるたび The city adjusts its posture [Pre-Chorus] 意味を持たない瞬間が On a single white line 形になっていく [Chorus] 進め　白い弧線の向こうへ You don’t need to choose the speed 雲の配置が変わるたび Thoughts rearrange themselves 進め　白い弧線をなぞって The destination stays undefined この時間そのものが Already feels like an answer [Bridge] まだ余白の多い朝 Before plans catch up 心だけが A little ahead of me [Final Chorus] 進め　白い弧線の向こうへ Under a blank, open sky 今日がどんな色でも You can always add another layer 進め　白い弧線をなぞって As long as I keep moving このドライブは Softly goes on ー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]🚗 [Verse 1] Morning highway Light spreads across the windshield The city slowly opens its eyes Tires draw a line on the asphalt [Pre-Chorus] As if gliding through a transparent distance Headlights trace a curve White Arc [Chorus] Move forward, beyond the White Arc Where the ground feels less solid Toward the scent of the waves Something quietly starts Move forward, tracing the White Arc This moment pulls today forward This day called today Gently set in motion [Verse 2] Open the window a little I give the wind a temporary name Whenever the traffic light changes The city adjusts its posture [Pre-Chorus] Moments without meaning On a single white line Begin to take shape [Chorus] Move forward, beyond the White Arc You don’t need to choose the speed Whenever the arrangement of clouds changes Thoughts rearrange themselves Move forward, tracing the White Arc The destination stays undefined This time itself Already feels like an answer [Bridge] A morning still with much blank space Before plans catch up Only my heart A little ahead of me [Final Chorus] Move forward, beyond the White Arc Under a blank, open sky No matter what color today may be You can always add another layer Move forward, tracing the White Arc As long as I keep moving This drive Softly goes on