第八病棟 [Dai Hachi Byōtō] [English translation]

You gulp down the bright red medicine, and conceive a flower. A gerbera, a green bulb, a window with an ocean view and the hands of a cradle.

Like a fish that lost its heart, watching an old movie. I want a knife that can cut well, with the right words above all else.

Adults that don’t know the rules of the game. A gentle device was necessary.

With our empty hearts as they are, let’s do the same thing, a city that's breaking apart

You said “It’s like a lie, isn't it”

Dragging one leg through the place of our rebirth, a sinking ship.

“I want to stay like this” you smiled.

Why didn't you touch it?

There is even prayer here.

• Artist:The Cabs
• Album:回帰する呼吸 (Kaikisuru Kokyū)