To My Lost Dreamer

If you're still alive, under the sea,
I'll cut off both my legs and become a fish.

If you come close enough for me to fall into the depths,
I'll become a shadow, wandering the endless darkness.

Entrancingly drifting in the air, my shimmering haze,
I only remembered the days that weren't granted to us.
You're not here.
I know that. I know that.

Rising, rising, the sun
Purifies this place.
The seal carved in blue
Is stolen away by the warm, warm wind.

If these words ever reach you,
I'll take my living body and throw it away.

A present that has erased my vivid wounds -
Your warmth that steals everything -
I longed for them, I searched for them
Even though they're illusions.

Vanishing, vanishing, your warmth
Follows me to this place.
Your arms that could wipe away even punishment -
I want to sleep embracing them.

Rising, rising, the sun
Purifies this place.
Your arms that could wipe away even punishment -
I want to sleep embracing them.

Vanishing, vanishing, your warmth
Follows me to this place.
The seal carved in blue
Is stolen away by the warm, warm wind.

The splinters of memories are rotting away.
The piercings that fill me aren't enough.
I'm forgetting - it's blurring -
Your voice disappears in the noise.

They're rotting, they're shedding -
The piercings that fill me aren't enough.
Without leaving a trace - I'm forgetting -
Your voice is becoming noise.