どんな色も Every Color
ちっぽけたと思うから みじめだと思うから 情けないと思うから 立派だと思えばいい 頑張ればいい いやいやいや、 ちっぽけの 情けないの 味を楽しめばよい 朝、起きれただけで幸せだよ あいつの言う通り いつになったらそんな風に悟れるだろう 今は、 醜い自分が顔を出したら 蓋をしないで 眺めてやるんだ、面白いねって みじめならみじめの色がある ほんとは どんな色も貴重な色なんだ 組み合わせ次第で Every Color Because I think I’m so small, because I think I’m miserable, because I think I’m pathetic, I tell myself I should be proud, I should try harder. No, no, no. Maybe I should simply savor the taste of being small, of being pathetic, of being miserable. I’m happy just to have woken up this morning. Just as he said. I wonder when I’ll finally understand life that way. For now, when the ugly part of me shows its face, I won’t put a lid on it. I’ll just sit and watch it, and say, “Well, isn’t that interesting?” If I am miserable, then there is a color that belongs to misery. The truth is, every color is precious. It all depends on how you put them together.
