『窓の外 - Beyond the Window』 Lyric:Neiro 窓に映るは まだあどけない顔 あの日より大人になったはずなのに 可能性の粒子 そっとなぞって さも楽しそうに 微笑むの こちらは快晴 そちらはいかが？ 独り呟いても返事はなくて それもそっかって顔上げたら 窓の向こうが滲んで見えた スマホで流す 君のmusic これがカセットテープだったらな 聴けなくなっても 形だけは残るから 窓の外 僅かに流れる雲の形 明日にはきっと忘れている 記憶の波に流されて そんな風にわたしも 君のことを忘れるのかな 心のささくれも消えて 平気になっちゃうのかな 寂しい気持ちも 音に乗せれば 柔らかな日差しと 同じ色になるから 「元気でいてね」と 君に言うわたしも 穏やかな色を 纏えた気がした スマホで流す 君のmusic 触れられる形になったなら 一体どんな形だろう 一体どんな質感だろう 窓の外 僅かに流れる雲の形 明日にはきっと忘れている 記憶の波に流されて そんな風に君も わたしのことを忘れるのかな 届いたはずだった想いも 全部 雲が散るように 消えるのかな 窓の向こう 空は繋がっているのに 見ている雲の 形は違うの ねぇ 教えてよ 今日の雲の形 掠れた白いペンキの跡？ それとも巨大な鯨の影？ 窓の外 僅かに流れる雲の形 明日にはきっと忘れている 記憶の波に流されて そんな風にわたしたち あの日のことを忘れるのかな 窓を開けて ゆっくりと 流れる雲をなぞった ☁☁☁ “窓の外 - Beyond the Window” Lyrics: Neiro Reflected in the window is a face still innocent Though I should have grown up more than I was that day I gently trace the particles of possibility And smile, as if I’m having fun The sky is clear over here, how is it over there? Even if I whisper to myself, no answer comes back I guess that makes sense, I thought, and when I lifted my face The world beyond the window looked blurred Your music playing from my phone I wish it were a cassette tape instead Even if it could no longer be heard At least its shape would remain Beyond the window The faint shape of clouds drifting by By tomorrow, I’m sure I’ll have forgotten Carried away by the waves of memory Will I forget you too Just like that? Will the hangnails of my heart disappear Until I become okay with it? Even lonely feelings If I place them on sound Will turn the same color As the soft sunlight When I tell you, “Please stay well” I felt as if even I Could wear a gentle color Your music playing from my phone If it could become a shape I could touch What kind of shape would it be? What kind of texture would it have? Beyond the window The faint shape of clouds drifting by By tomorrow, I’m sure I’ll have forgotten Carried away by the waves of memory Will you forget me too Just like that? All the feelings I thought had reached you Will they vanish like scattering clouds? Beyond the window Though the sky is connected The shapes of the clouds We each see are different Hey, tell me The shape of today’s clouds Are they traces of faded white paint? Or the shadow of a giant whale? Beyond the window The faint shape of clouds drifting by By tomorrow, I’m sure I’ll have forgotten Carried away by the waves of memory Will we forget That day too, just like that? I opened the window slowly And traced the drifting clouds
