There's a wall of shutters behind me
My fingertips smell like steel
Move ahead! Strum those strings! It's crowded, at any rate
Find a way from here
You'll find what you’re looking for
Let's rock out and play on
I'll take my luck and sing it out
No matter how long, I'll exist here
Within all the people who pass through
On this stage enclosed in the darkness,
I sing my poem of hope right now
Even you must also be tired
I want to send this to that back of yours
From within the pitch darkness,
The song of light that gleams with hope
Yes, that song...
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