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Journey

ありのままに 感じるままに
あるがままに 思うがままに
もうそのままに 想像のままに
僕らの旅

その声が聴こえる方 誰かのケータイのコール
まぎれていく雑踏とクラクションを遮るヘッドフォン
この交差点を颯爽と アビーロード風に堂々
胸張って渡って行こう 一人旅 無限に想像
いつの間にか自らを覆うようなバリア
隣りの誰かを追い抜こうたって一体
何を張り合う このままのペースでまだ間に合う
気の向くまま風まかせのSoul
行く先々で出逢うストーリー
心なしか足取りもハイに
少しだけ急ごう 夜明け前に

行きたいとこに行ってみる
やりたいことやってみる
違う場所 違う時間 違う自分を体感
さあ 目を閉じてリラックス
静かに歩み出す
胸の扉が開く

Naturally 心のJourney
夜中に 街を抜け出し
風になり 夢の荒野に
どこかに 遠くどこかに

Naturally 心のJourney
夜中に 街を抜け出し
風になり 夢の荒野に
どこかに 遠くどこかに

小さい頃 足の速い奴がなぜかモテた。
夢は才能持った者が叶えると思ってた。
なあ Who am I? 諦めたくない
まだ間に合うよ 肩に小鳥を乗せて抜け出そう
新鮮を求めたがる人生 このままじゃ人の薫製
好奇心かき集めて それぞれが旅を続ける
自由に空を飛んで 山で眠り 星見つける
青春知らずのまま 死ねるわけがねぇから

知らないこと知ってみる
聴きたいモノ聴いてみる
違う音 違う空間 違う世界の価値観
さあ 目を閉じてリラックス
静かに歩み出す
胸の扉が開く

ありのままに 感じるままに
あるがままに 思うがままに
もうそのままに 想像のままに
僕らの旅

Naturally 心のJourney
夜中に 街を抜け出し
風になり 夢の荒野に
どこかに 遠くどこかに

Naturally 心のJourney
夜中に 街を抜け出し
風になり 夢の荒野に
どこかに 遠くどこかに

Journey

Feel it as it is, as you feel it.
Be as you are, think as you think.
Just as it is, as your imagination takes you.
Our journey.

I can hear that voice, someone's cell phone ringing.
Headphones block out the hustle and bustle and the honking.
Crossing this intersection with swagger, like on Abbey Road.
Let's walk across with our chests held high, a solo journey, endlessly imagining.
Somewhere along the way, a barrier forms around us.
What's the point of trying to overtake the person next to you?
We still have time to keep this pace.
A soul carried by the wind, wherever it may take us.
Stories we encounter along the way.
Our steps feel a little lighter.
Let's hurry a little, before dawn breaks.

Let's go where we want to go.
Let's do what we want to do.
Experience a different place, a different time, a different self.
Now, close your eyes and relax.
Let's start walking quietly.
The door in our hearts opens.

Naturally, a journey of the heart.
Sneaking out of the city at night.
Becoming the wind, into the wilderness of dreams.
Somewhere, far away.

Naturally, a journey of the heart.
Sneaking out of the city at night.
Becoming the wind, into the wilderness of dreams.
Somewhere, far away.

When I was little, the fastest runners always got the girls.
I used to think only those with talent could achieve their dreams.
Hey, who am I? I don't want to give up.
We can still break free, with a little bird on our shoulder.
A life always seeking something new, otherwise we'll just become smoked versions of ourselves.
Driven by curiosity, we each continue our journey.
Flying freely through the sky, sleeping in the mountains, finding stars.
There's no way we can die without knowing youth, right?

Let's find out about things we don't know.
Let's listen to the things we want to hear.
Different sounds, different spaces, different values from different worlds.
Now, close your eyes and relax.
Let's start walking quietly.
The door in our hearts opens.

Feel it as it is, as you feel it.
Be as you are, think as you think.
Just as it is, as your imagination takes you.
Our journey.

Naturally, a journey of the heart.
Sneaking out of the city at night.
Becoming the wind, into the wilderness of dreams.
Somewhere, far away.

Naturally, a journey of the heart.
Sneaking out of the city at night.
Becoming the wind, into the wilderness of dreams.
Somewhere, far away.