A Thousand Years Solo by KAITO Lyrics
All alone do I stand here on top of
The grounds of a grey hill since been left uncharted
Where my thoughts are left free to roam to the
Far ends of the sky
The wind blows indistinct flower petals
Like your smile, I'm sure they could break at any time
Though they still reminded my memories
That faded into a sepia illusion
I'll sing a song that no one, even you, has ever heard
And if it so happens that I'm unable to
No matter what happens, I will keep trying to sing your old grave
With the last song that you had left behind
Although I know that I'm not real
I'm just a machine that shouldn't be, but
My heart is like everyone else
And I will give it to you with my song
Looking at the sun that starts to set
While holding a guitar that has since long lost colour
Silhouettes dancing far in the distance
To an echoed sound
Fingers that have become worn down as well
No longer reflect the luminescence that they could
The winds take the melody that I hum
Flying to the other side of the wide sky, far off
I can hear the breaking of the silver gears inside me
The vibrations trail off into only a dull echo
How about the sky that I see reflected onto glass eyes
Just how much of it is false as well?
Underneath this moon, I cannot
Have any hope of meeting you once again
But to the sky thats much bigger
I can still sing a song that's sincere
Where I met you on the hill covered in bloomed violets
After thousands of nights theres only grey left behind
Although I know that I'm not real
I'm just a machine that shouldn't be, but
My heart is like everyone else
And I will give it to you with my song
Underneath this moon, I cannot
Have any hope of meeting you once again
But to the sky thats much bigger
I can still sing a song that's sincere
The grounds of a grey hill since been left uncharted
Where my thoughts are left free to roam to the
Far ends of the sky
The wind blows indistinct flower petals
Like your smile, I'm sure they could break at any time
Though they still reminded my memories
That faded into a sepia illusion
I'll sing a song that no one, even you, has ever heard
And if it so happens that I'm unable to
No matter what happens, I will keep trying to sing your old grave
With the last song that you had left behind
Although I know that I'm not real
I'm just a machine that shouldn't be, but
My heart is like everyone else
And I will give it to you with my song
Looking at the sun that starts to set
While holding a guitar that has since long lost colour
Silhouettes dancing far in the distance
To an echoed sound
Fingers that have become worn down as well
No longer reflect the luminescence that they could
The winds take the melody that I hum
Flying to the other side of the wide sky, far off
I can hear the breaking of the silver gears inside me
The vibrations trail off into only a dull echo
How about the sky that I see reflected onto glass eyes
Just how much of it is false as well?
Underneath this moon, I cannot
Have any hope of meeting you once again
But to the sky thats much bigger
I can still sing a song that's sincere
Where I met you on the hill covered in bloomed violets
After thousands of nights theres only grey left behind
Although I know that I'm not real
I'm just a machine that shouldn't be, but
My heart is like everyone else
And I will give it to you with my song
Underneath this moon, I cannot
Have any hope of meeting you once again
But to the sky thats much bigger
I can still sing a song that's sincere