Blue Hour

yoake mae no ao

mada dare no mono demo nai

Between the last of the traffic and the first of it,

there is an hour with nobody's name on it.

No one has scheduled anything. No one is expecting anything.

The city is at its lowest volume of the whole rotation

the sky going a colour it will not admit to later.

Blue hour. (yoake mae no ao)

Nobody owns this hour. (mada dare no mono demo nai)

Blue hour.

Everything is possible and nothing is open.

Blue hour. (blue hour)

It belongs to whoever's still up,

which is a very short list, and I'm on it.

Things are true at this hour that are not true at any other.

You can want something absurd out loud and nobody corrects you.

You can decide your entire life and un-decide it by seven

no witnesses harmed in the making of any of it.

It is a rehearsal room the size of a city

the rent being simply that you're awake.

Blue hour. (blue hour)

Don't waste it deciding anything.

Blue hour.

Not for solving. For being in.

Blue hour. (yoake mae no ao)

Ten more minutes. (mada dare no mono demo nai)

Then the day can have me.