オラン・ザ・ピンとの電気交流

歌詞

You don’t gotta lie just to make it through the day You can still laugh, even drifting this way In a room that sways like it’s breathing on its own If pastel squares and circles warm your cheeks into tone If your face fills with color, softly swollen with light That alone was enough, that alone felt right No need to cry, yeah, there’s really no demand In a dark little room, at least flip the lamp Come on, hit the switch, let the shadows retreat There’s still olanzapine left tucked under the sink Not a sermon, not a cure, not a permanent fix Just a pause in the spiral, chemistry tricks You don’t have to stay tense, don’t brace for the hit By the pharmacy trees where the minutes feel thin A bored, fragile wind barely bothering leaves Autumn-blue sky slowly dragged like a sleeve Nothing urgent, nothing chasing your back Just air moving air in a lukewarm fact We’ve still got something, I know it’s still here Past reinforced glass at the east wing frontier Behind tempered windows that don’t ever bend Something learned how to start, how to end, start again Blooming, then falling, repeating the scene That vivid, electric, cobalt-blue flame I remember the way it refused to stay still Like fire pretending it’s learning to kneel Every flare was a vow, every fade was a theft Still it burned like it owed us whatever was left Not loud like a siren, not quiet like prayer Just a color that proved we were ever there No lies in the smile, no weight in the breath Just the casual courage of not choosing death In a rocking-room rhythm, unstable but kind Where the floor tilts gently with the tilt of the mind Pastels in your hand, chalk dust in the air Turning pain into shapes that don’t ask you to care You don’t need a breakdown, don’t need to perform Don’t need holy suffering to prove you’re warm Just sit in the mess, let the minutes misalign Let the seconds drip slow like a bad punchline If your cheeks fill with life, even briefly, even thin Then the day didn’t win, then the day didn’t win I’m not saying it’s fixed, I’m not saying it’s fine But the light hit the wall in a merciful line And the room kept swaying, not violent, not fast Like a ship that remembers a gentler past If you laughed without lying, just once, just then That was more than enough, I’d take that again There’s medicine waiting, there’s trees in a row There’s a sky that keeps moving even when we don’t know There’s a flame past the glass, cobalt, untrained Teaching start and goodbye like it’s not a mistake And we’re standing somewhere between numb and awake Letting weak autumn wind make decisions it makes So don’t cry for the moment, don’t dramatize loss Just exist in the middle, unheroic, un-crossed If you smiled without armor, if your face found some weight If the color came back even late, even late Then I swear, then I swear, with no god, with no plan That was everything, that was all that I am