Mixed Nuts [Cover]

If our whole society is, oh, like all these nuts Just stuffed in a bag Then anybody can meet anybody, And grow close to them over the passing days But we who can just up and disappear are like peanuts Or so it seems - The tree-nuts ready for the harvest-time We smile and we float away Over our good luck’s happy template On the back of the paper’s printed A single letter, and no more And these self-same hands are still beating That same song on the breakfast-table And whether they are real or fake doesn’t matter, no! It’s a home full of secrecy and patching things up But it’s our Taaku yo! To simplify is too near to a lie If your meaning gets all chewed up, stuck in your teeth Though a happy life will have its own strife, Inochi, shitteru yo! Living every day is spread with uncertainty, however I know I’ll always be with you, you’re always with me, too But I know soon one sad thing comes true, It won’t digest too well with you We change and throw off what were our old shells, just like peanuts Or so it seems - We finish playing, like every time, And then we depart out of society But somewhere past the bend, I shall be there - I’ll be waiting, so you know! Even if we’re roasted, we’re broken, we’re crushed underfoot We’re becoming like an uncracked, whole, peanut shell Whether sitting under a big tree or out there in the wide world There’s just something that won’t match: You can’t bear How the rain falls over this planet and it shows no emotion, ever - Oh, how the clouds won’t choose to spread the water where there’s need! Or how tranquility and tempests fall from the other side of heaven Da yo! No glimpse of starshine on some nights we find When the skies are filled to burst with bright thunderbolts! Riddled with mistakes, you improvise Mise shitteru temo! Even with our daily life so fragmentary, let’s drift off Discover new worlds in our dreams Not knowing where we’ll go! It’s a home full of secrecy and patching things up But it’s our Taaku yo! What’s waiting there, it’s just all wash-’n-wear But we’re still in a family in spite of it all! How can this be right? How is this all real? Inochi, shitteru yo! Living every day is spread with uncertainty, however I know I’ll always be with you, you’re always with me, too But I know soon one sad thing comes true, It won’t digest too well with you (Woah!) But I’ll still ponder on, like this handful of nuts, Little miracles you do!