Black and white keys, hands playing the keys. The ups and downs of wandering... No matter how hard you try, you always lose.
I can't find what I want other than music. It wasn't until the world turned dark that I realized that what I wanted was already gone.
Can we find what we have lost? In that eternal melody, you can find the youth that shuttles away.
You left me and I can't find you. I can't find the feeling of the first love I wrote down. The love that drifted away disappeared in the wind...
Lonely melody, lonely player.
Between the black and white notes, those blank memories suddenly turned into colorful stories. In fact, those who have devoted their lives to black and white piano keys
People are very lonely.
Because of loneliness, I am cold and arrogant. Because of their coldness and arrogance, they are destined to always become wanderers...