A heap of dust that covers dreams without owners
These dreams that have been reserved
In countless numbers of sketchbooks and journals
They put their futures into them without fear
Except now it’s nothing but a competition
As if to board a train with no destination
Breezing past the landscape that is never admired
Leaving through the train door, the landscape cannot be blended
Now I’m trying to close the door of this small corner shop
I can’t be concerned with all the discount stores
The nicely packaged careers that are listed
All immediately snatched by everyone
In their eyes, it’s just a [small corner] shop that sells antiques
As they smile ignorantly and bury it away in their minds
Because they learned to always pick the path to money
Because they learned that this is the correct lifestyle
In your heart it’s one way, the world it’s “no way”
Eventually no one is allowed to enter
The forgotten shop that sells dreams
The forgotten shop that sells dreams
In your heart it’s one way, the world it’s “no way”
Eventually no one is allowed to enter
The forgotten shop that sells dreams
The forgotten shop that sells dreams
No I won’t give up
No I won’t give up
The words that I spit out hundreds of times within my mind
No I won’t give up
No I won’t give up
Even if there is the smallest amount of hope
Please take my hand take my hand
Thinking about an alumna friend from a few years back
Who is like a customer at the front of the shop that sells dreams
He got a good fortune that allowed him entry into a prestigious school
But now his life is nowhere close to happiness
Sure, his parents are very proud probably
But that guy’s life is probably still full of pain
Lonely, he probably returned to the front of the door, pacing restlessly
Telling himself that pursuing hobbies would help
We only live once, life is short
A regretful life is already like the past thrown away
In a dreamless life the so-called future does not exist
So please, have courage and grab onto the present
No one gets to decide your role
God determined that, and so we’re finding our places
Only I can be the rightful owner of my life
So seize all opportunities until life treats you sincerely
In your heart it’s one way, the world it’s “no way”
Eventually no one is allowed to enter
The forgotten shop that sells dreams
The forgotten shop that sells dreams
In your heart it’s one way, the world it’s “no way”
Eventually no one is allowed to enter
The forgotten shop that sells dreams
The forgotten shop that sells dreams
No I won’t give up
No I won’t give up
The words that I spit out hundreds of times only within my mind
No I won’t give up
No I won’t give up
Even if there is the smallest amount of hope
Please take my hand take my hand
Please take my hand take my hand