テンジクアオイ

那由歌

The Moon Remains

Vector Drive

Where Yesterday Ends

Ruined City, Endless Rain

copal

On the Other Side of the Spring Wind

Past the point of return

The unsteady sea

Song blooming beneath the ashes

Still, I Walk On

To touch your voice again

Tracing Faded Shadows

There are people I can no longer reach.
There are seasons that will never return.
The pain they left behind is still here.

The regrets that never fade,
the footsteps that keep moving forward-
all of it is still me.

And slowly,
the night begins to fade.

What remained after I stopped chasing was a simple impulse-to be myself.
Reasons always come later.
I don't need a map, only the will to fly.
I'm not starting from zero.
I'm flying as zero.

I didn't choose to stop looking back so I could forget.
The moment I realized that not everything has to be erased,
my feet began to move forward again-without needing a reason.
There may be no destination.
And that's enough.

A world that has already ended. A memory left in silence.
Rain continues to fall over an empty city.
In a place where everything has become part of the past, only one thing remains.
A time that continues without forgiveness.
Neither loneliness nor despair is enough to describe it.
Unable to end, unable to move forward,
only the endless rain remains, quietly falling upon what is left behind.

Time hardens everything.
Pain and memory alike, eventually becoming clear specimens-like amber.
But I refused to accept that.
Rather than be sealed away in forgetting,
I choose to resist the unstoppable flow of time and keep breaking.
Remaining as copal-
resin that refuses to become amber.

Every spring, the past wakes up like it never left.
I know we're under different skies, but I can't shake the feeling that something still ties us together.
I've moved on - at least, that's what I tell myself -
but a part of me is still standing back there.
-- The season that was meant to be a beginning.

In a world that has already ended, only memory remains.
This is the story of someone who failed to protect what mattered most. There is no redemption, no forgiveness - only the weight of an irreversible mistake.
"Return" does not mean peace. It means an ending beyond life.
Not healing. Not absolution.
Just survival.

An Ended World, Quiet Memories
What remained in the night sea was an unexplainable warmth,
and emotions that had lost their shape.
Feelings that never became words were untouched by the waves,
leaving only sensation to drift through the gaps of time.

A world that has already ended, leaving only quiet memories behind.
Voices are lost, reunions never come.
Unable to decay, forbidden to be saved.
Unanswered prayers and emotions that refused to disappear
continue to bloom silently beneath the ashes.

A world that has already ended. Quiet memories.
And yet, my heart never completely stopped.
What was lost still appears to glow faintly, even now.
I choose not to forget, and I keep walking.
This is not a song about recovery.
It is a quiet affirmation of the decision to keep living,
and of that single step forward.

A world that has already ended, its quiet memories lingering.
A story that gazes at the faint echo of a lost connection.
The stillness before dawn, the first light slipping through the curtains, the murmur of the city.
Every ordinary scene calls back a voice that refuses to fade.
Carrying feelings that will never reach their destination, the heart keeps gathering fragments of time, reaching out to what keeps drifting farther away.
Even if the path leads only to an ending, the wish remains the same: to feel that voice once more.
A quiet prayer left behind in the silence.

The world has ended - only quiet memories remain.
Reaching for the warmth that once was,
a single ray of light slips through the wind and fades into the sky.
The voice that lingers inside can no longer be heard,
yet the heart keeps reaching out.
A song for those who have loved, lost,
and still choose to move forward.
Between the past and the present,
the sound carries what words can't-
a memory that refuses to disappear.

Album | Single