The light born at the end of the world is now in the wind
I can't live by pretending everything's okay
I can't heal others just with kindness
What was it that was stolen from me?
In an unchanging world
What is it that I've been listening to?
A song of colors
Everything is bright Everything is bright
So that I can let my shattered dream echo at the ends of tomorrow
The light born at the end of the world is one with us now in the wind

I can't laugh like it's someone else's problem
I can't wipe it away with just loneliness
What was it that I gained in victory?
At the ends of the conflict
What is it that I've been listening to?
A sorrowful scream
Everything is crying Everything is crying
So that I can let my shattered dream echo at the ends of tomorrow
The light born at the end of the world is one with us now in the wind
Don't make anyone cry--go home--go beyond everything and everything in your fulfilled soul
Everything is bright Everything is bright
So that I can send the sky I saw that day ahead to my wish
On the dawn of creation at the beginning of the world, we will be pure white, now in the wind