TOKIO

Suspicious of the moment
Like "something is different"
I was locked in a tiny cell
I reach out my hands for the map
I miss the target with what I want
There's not an answer
It's alright to have logic that's overly open
Let's set off on a reckless journey
The wind that passed by me
Isn't something that I'll encounter again
But it ran through the sky fleetingly
And with a big heart

If you wish it, if you desire it
I'll move forward without stopping
This everchanging world is sometimes strict
But if there's a road over there
That I can't yet see, that I don't know of yet
Then dreams are born, and that makes me
Just a little bit stronger
Hello, Mr. Traveling Man...

Each steady day
It's like they're "thin and long"
Aren't I just keeping a
Dying potential alive?
I'm stretching out my hands and waiting
For the glittering sun
A confusion that I was already bored with
And my worries have both faded away
Until the day that I expire, until the day that I rot away
I'm going to do nothing but move forward
Even though this world that I cling to
Is sometimes cold
If the road is suddenly
Or if the road is abruptly interrupted
I turn to the second page of
My worn-out looking map
Hello, Mr. Traveling Man

If you wish it, if you desire it
I'll move forward without stopping
This everchanging world is sometimes strict
But if there's a road over there
That I can't yet see, that I don't know of yet
Then dreams are born, and that makes me
Just a little bit stronger
Hello, Mr. Traveling Man...