I saw a glimpse of something inside the cold, dark, rainy night
I saw a glimpse of something in that lonely street
I saw a glimpse of something in that heartless world
What I saw was not the beginning or the end
I don't know why, but the scenery looked just like my memory of the past.
I kept repeating these actions, unable to stop
The world's colors and shapes began to change drastically
Those colours gradually became darker. and darker and those shapes gradually became distorted
My consciousness began to fade
I was losing my sense of self
I was disappearing
I was about to die.
I have lived the same day, over and over, countless times
will I continue to sleep in the same, lonely street?
I followed after me, not knowing what to do.
It was me, but it wasn't me
The dream that I had seen might become the reality
The figure that I was chasing, was me.
