名前のない日々 (Nameless Days) Lyrics – imase

名前のない日々 (Nameless Days) Lyrics Meaning

[Intro]
Please don’t leave. These quiet, ordinary days with no name may not look special, even a bit faded, but they matter. I want them to stay just like this. I’m holding on tightly, even if there’s no clear reason. I don’t want to give them a name—maybe because naming them makes it feel like they’ll disappear.

[Verse 1]
For some reason, today feels like it’s softening or watering down yesterday. Like when older people prefer lighter flavors, I think I finally get why. It’s a strange realization—maybe it’s about how we start craving gentleness over intensity as time passes.

[Pre-Chorus]
Life flies by so fast, like a flickering heat haze in summer. I’m just filling up the squares on the calendar, one by one. And I pause for a second, wondering if this is the right place to put a break—to take a breath.

[Chorus]
I’m looking for you, but I’ve lost my way somewhere along the road. Even now, I’m still clinging to the reasons that brought me here, even if they don’t make sense anymore. When the end comes, I probably won’t be able to rely on them. I don’t know how to say it well, but I want to be strong. And I’m starting to accept and love that part of me.

[Verse 2]
You’re the only one who brings color into my everyday life. Spring, summer, fall, and winter—if I could spend every season like that with you, I’d be happy. But I’ve come to understand that the moment we meet, the goodbye has already started too. Like waving a handkerchief, there comes a time when even that gentle gesture has to end.

[Pre-Chorus]
Life sometimes feels like it’s crashing down suddenly. I wish I could fully accept the guilt and regrets of my past, as if it were just one long line in a story.

[Chorus]
I was also searching for myself and felt lost in the journey. I kept holding onto reasons that might not even matter now. I’d always get dazzled by pretty things, like a child, unable to lie or hide what I feel. But now, I’m beginning to love that honest, clumsy version of me.

[Guitar Solo]
(Just the music here—letting emotions speak louder than words.)

[Outro]
Don’t go. These nameless days keep bubbling up and fading away, but somehow they grow richer in color as they pass. Dear days that I love—at some point, I ended up giving them a name, even though I didn’t want to.