PhilHarmoUniQue/Michishirube

Michishirube
(Guidepost)

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Mou sukoshi de watashi no tanjoubi ga yatte kuru kedo Tada rousoku wa fueru Migi e hidari e oshikakaru mono no Baransu no naka de kokoro wa yureru Arasoi wa kirai da ga kokoro no naka de wa itsumo Dareka ni pisutoru wo muketari shiteru Hito wo tsukiotoshitemo agaritai hyoushoudai Nanika ga hoshikute nanika wo mezashite Daremo ga gendai ni michishirube wo sagashite iru Ikiru to wa nan darou ka? Tatakau koto ka Tatakai wo sakeru koto ka Tadashisa to wa nan darou ka? Machigawanu koto ka Miushinawanu koto deshou ka Mada asa ga kite kao wo araeba Watashi ni owari ga aru nado mizu ni nagareru Kuyashii kurai ni kakko yoku itai Kuyashii kurai ni yoki hito de itai Namida de karete egao de shiwa ga fuete Itoshiki hito to nanika wo seoi koshi wo maruku suru Kurushii kurai ni shiawase de itai Kurushii kurai ni shiawase ni shitai Sore demo sore sura wasureru toki ga aru Yasashisa to wa nan darou ka? Yuruseru koto ka Yurusanu koto deshou ka Ai suru to wa nan darou ka? Omoiyaru dake ka Utagau kokoro wo mo kakusu koto deshou ka Ame ni makete kaze ni mo makeru keredomo Itsuka watashi mo michi shirusu Ikiru to wa nan darou ka? Tatakau koto ka Mamoritsuzukeru koto ka Tadashisa to wa nan darou ka? Fumihazusanu koto ka Jibun dake ga ushinawanu koto na no ka Kore kara saki ayumu ippo ga Shiniyuku ippo de naku Ikiyuku ippo de are Kore kara saki utau kotoba ga Hazukashinagara mo Hito no kokoro wo utsu you ni to Sore ga watashi no michishirube

It'll be my birthday soon But that'll just mean more candles My heart sways in the balance Between the things that crowd me from the left and the right I hate fighting, but in my heart I'm always pointing a pistol at someone I want to get up on that victory stand, even if I have to push others down Wanting something, aiming for something Everyone's searching for a guidepost these days What is living? Is it fighting? Or is it avoiding battle? What is right? Is it not being wrong? Or is it not losing sight? Morning comes again and I wash my face Washing away the fact that I will someday come to an end, too It's galling how much I want to be cool It's galling how much I want to be good My tears will dry and the smile lines will grow My back will grow bent, shouldering something with my beloved It hurts how much I want to be happy It hurts how much I want to make you happy But still there are times I forget that What is kindness? Is it forgiving? Or is it not forgiving? What is love? Is it just sympathy? Or is it hiding the doubts in your heart? The rain gets me down, and the wind does, too But someday I'll show the way What is living? Is it fighting? Or is it continuing to protect? What is right? Is it not stepping off the path? Or is it not losing yourself? I want this next step To be a step towards life Not death The words I'm going to sing May be embarrassing But I hope they'll resonate in people's heart They are my guidepost