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Acrobat Travelers: Toy-Box Apocalypse

J-Pop, J-Rock, orchestral pop, male vocals

Arldbergยท3:48

Lyrics

๐Ÿ“œ ๐’ฏ๐’ฝโ„ฏ โ„ณโ„ฏ๐“ˆ๐“ˆ๐“Ž ๐’ซ๐’ถ๐“‡๐’ถ๐’นโ„ฏ : ๐’ฏ๐“‡๐’ถ๐“‹โ„ฏ๐“ โ„’โ„ดโ„Š

โ”€โ”€ ๐’ž๐’ถ๐“…๐“‰๐’พโ„ด๐“ƒ โ”€โ”€

Aviation technology has shrunk the world, and digital strings allow us to touch the other side of the planet with a single fingertip.

๏ผˆ่ˆช็ฉบๆŠ€่ก“ใฎ็™บ้”ใงไธ–็•Œใฏ็‹ญใใชใ‚Šใ€ๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆไธ€ใคใงไธ–็•Œใฎ่ฃๅดใพใง็น‹ใŒใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸ๏ผ‰

It has been 19 years since the smartphone first rewrote our reality. Now, even that once-cutting-edge technology is starting to rust.

๏ผˆใ‚นใƒžใƒผใƒˆใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใŒไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†19ๅนดใ€‚ใ‹ใคใฆใฎๆœ€ๆ–ฐใƒ†ใ‚ฏใƒŽใƒญใ‚ธใƒผใ™ใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠใ‚„ๅฐ‘ใ—ใšใค้Œ†ใณใคใๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹๏ผ‰

Yet, both real-world travels and digital journeys leave us feeling hollow.

๏ผˆใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใชๆ—…ใ‚‚ใ€ใƒ‡ใ‚ธใ‚ฟใƒซใฎๆ—…ใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹็‰ฉ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„๏ผ‰

No matter which country you visit, the cityscapes look the same. Every trip is a perfect routineโ€”just looking at things, eating food, and moving on.

๏ผˆใฉใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใซ่กŒใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใฏๅคงๅทฎใชใใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’้ฃŸในใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎไบˆๅฎš่ชฟๅ’Œ๏ผ‰

ใ€Œๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใฎๆ—…ใฎๆ–นๆณ•ใŒใ€้–“้•ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹๏ผŸใ€

โ€œIs it because our way of traveling is wrong?โ€

We bypass the future, but we are still searching. This is our messy parade.

๏ผˆๆœชๆฅใ‚’้€šใ‚Š้ŽใŽใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใฏใพใ ๆŽขใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใฎใ‚ใกใ‚ƒใใกใ‚ƒใชใƒ‘ใƒฌใƒผใƒ‰ใ ใ€‚๏ผ‰

โ”€โ”€ โ„’๐“Ž๐“‡๐’พ๐’ธ๐“ˆ โŸจ ๐’ฑโ„ฏ๐“‡๐“ˆโ„ฏ ๐’ฟ๐“… โŸฉ โ”€โ”€

๏ผป ๐“‹โ„ฏ๐“‡๐“ˆโ„ฏ ๐Ÿฃ ๏ผฝ

The sky got smaller under the metal wings

ๅ›ใŒ้ฃ›ใณไน—ใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒซใƒŸใฎ้ณฅ

Super-fast connection on the digital strings

ๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆไธ€ใคใง่งฆใ‚Œๅˆใ†ไธ–็•Œ

But look at the streets they are empty and dry

่ชฐใ‚‚ๆญฉใ‹ใชใ„ๅ†ทใ‚ใŸใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใƒณใƒ‰

We bypassed the future, it already went by

ๆœชๆฅใฏใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹้€šใ‚Š้ŽใŽใฆใŸ

So tell me what are we still searching for

ๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใฏใพใ ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๆฌฒใ—ใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†

๏ผป ๐“‹โ„ฏ๐“‡๐“ˆโ„ฏ ๐Ÿค ๏ผฝ

No more borders, but we are stuck in the screen

ๅ››่ง’ใ„็ช“ใซ้–‰ใ˜่พผใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆ—…ไบบ

I wanna feel the dust and the air so green

ๆณฅใซใพใฟใ‚ŒใŸๆœฌ็‰ฉใฎ้ขจใ‚’ใใ‚Œ

The map of the world is just a tiny pixel game

ๅœฐๅ›ณใ‚’ๆ‹กๅคงใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ„ไฝ“ๆธฉ

Nothing to lose, but it is never the same

ๅคฑใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใฏใชใ„ใ•ใ€ใ ใ‘ใฉๅŒใ˜ใ˜ใ‚ƒใคใพใ‚‰ใชใ„

Let us packing up the suitcases right now

ไปŠใ™ใใ‚ซใƒใƒณใซ่ท็‰ฉใ‚’่ฉฐใ‚่พผใ‚“ใงใ•

๏ผป ๐’ž๐’ฝโ„ด๐“‡๐“Š๐“ˆ ๏ผฝ

โ”โ” Step out to the wide world, our messy parade

้‡ใชใ‚‹่ถณ้Ÿณใ€้Ÿฟใใƒ‘ใƒฌใƒผใƒ‰

We chase the lost horizon that we never made

ๅคœใ‚’่ถŠใˆใฆ่ตฐใ‚‹ๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใฎใƒˆใƒฉใƒ™ใƒฉใƒผใ‚บ

No digital shadows can block our light

ไธ–็•Œใ‚’ใ“ใฎ่ถณใง็‹ญใใ—ใซ่กŒใ“ใ†ใœ

Spinning around on this crazy blue sphere tonight

ๅ›žใ‚Š็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹็‹‚ใฃใŸ้’ใ„ๅœฐ็ƒใฎไธŠใง

We sing along to the end of the world

้Ÿฟใ‹ใ›ใ‚ๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใฎไธ–็•Œๆ—…่กŒ

๏ผป ๐“‹โ„ฏ๐“‡๐“ˆโ„ฏ ๐Ÿฅ ๏ผฝ

A ticket in my pocket, it is written in dust

ใ‹ใ™ใ‚ŒใŸๆ–‡ๅญ—ใฎ็‰‡้“ๅˆ‡็ฌฆ

Your shiny new gadget is already starting to rust

้Œ†ใณใคใ„ใฆใ„ใๆœ€ๆ–ฐใฎใ‚ฌใ‚ธใ‚งใƒƒใƒˆ

We travel by footsteps, we travel by heartbeat

ๅฟƒ่‡“ใฎใƒ†ใƒณใƒใŒใ‚ฌใ‚คใƒ‰ใƒžใƒƒใƒ—ใ•

Crossing the oceans where the old ghosts meet

ๅคใ„ๅนฝ้œŠใŸใกใŒ่ธŠใ‚‹ๆตทใ‚’ๆธกใฃใฆ

Are you ready to break the perfect routine

ไบˆๅฎš่ชฟๅ’ŒใฎๆฏŽๆ—ฅใซใƒใ‚คใƒใ‚คใ—ใ‚ˆใ†

๏ผป ๐’ž๐’ฝโ„ด๐“‡๐“Š๐“ˆ ๏ผฝ

โ”โ” Step out to the wide world, our messy parade

้‡ใชใ‚‹่ถณ้Ÿณใ€้Ÿฟใใƒ‘ใƒฌใƒผใƒ‰

We chase the lost horizon that we never made

ๅคœใ‚’่ถŠใˆใฆ่ตฐใ‚‹ๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใฎใƒˆใƒฉใƒ™ใƒฉใƒผใ‚บ

No digital shadows can block our light

ไธ–็•Œใ‚’ใ“ใฎ่ถณใง็‹ญใใ—ใซ่กŒใ“ใ†ใœ

Spinning around on this crazy blue sphere tonight

ๅ›žใ‚Š็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹็‹‚ใฃใŸ้’ใ„ๅœฐ็ƒใฎไธŠใง

We sing along to the end of the world

้Ÿฟใ‹ใ›ใ‚ๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใฎไธ–็•Œๆ—…่กŒ

๏ผป ๐’ช๐“Š๐“‰๐“‡โ„ด ๏ผฝ

Oh, let it ring out across the sky

็ฉบใฎๆžœใฆใพใงๅฑŠใ‹ใ›ใฆ

Our world tour will never die

็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใฎใƒฉใƒณใƒ‡ใƒดใƒผ

Farewell to the quiet future, we are on our way

ใ•ใ่กŒใ“ใ†ใ€้จ’ใŒใ—ใ„ๆ—…่ทฏใธ

โ”€โ”€ โ„’๐“Ž๐“‡๐’พ๐’ธ๐“ˆ โŸจ ๐’ฑโ„ฏ๐“‡๐“ˆโ„ฏ โ„ฏ๐“ƒ โŸฉ โ”€โ”€

๏ผป ๐“‹โ„ฏ๐“‡๐“ˆโ„ฏ ๐Ÿฃ ๏ผฝ

The sky got smaller under the metal wings

The aluminum bird that you jumped into

Super-fast connection on the digital strings

A world where we touch with just a single fingertip

But look at the streets they are empty and dry

The cold, empty grounds where nobody walks

We bypassed the future, it already went by

The future has already passed us by before we knew it

So tell me what are we still searching for

I guess we are still searching for something more

๏ผป ๐“‹โ„ฏ๐“‡๐“ˆโ„ฏ ๐Ÿค ๏ผฝ

No more borders, but we are stuck in the screen

Travelers locked inside a square window

I wanna feel the dust and the air so green

Give me the real wind, covered in the dirt

The map of the world is just a tiny pixel game

Even if I zoom in on the map, I can't feel the warmth of a body

Nothing to lose, but it is never the same

We've got nothing to lose, but staying the same is just no fun

Let us packing up the suitcases right now

Let's pack our bags right this second

๏ผป ๐’ž๐’ฝโ„ด๐“‡๐“Š๐“ˆ ๏ผฝ

โ”โ” Step out to the wide world, our messy parade

Overlapping footsteps, the echoing parade

We chase the lost horizon that we never made

Our travelers running through the night

No digital shadows can block our light

Let's go make the world smaller with our own two feet

Spinning around on this crazy blue sphere tonight

On top of this crazy blue sphere that keeps spinning around

We sing along to the end of the world

Let our world tour echo out loud

๏ผป ๐“‹โ„ฏ๐“‡๐“ˆโ„ฏ ๐Ÿฅ ๏ผฝ

A ticket in my pocket, it is written in dust

A one-way ticket with faded letters

Your shiny new gadget is already starting to rust

The latest gadget is already starting to rust away

We travel by footsteps, we travel by heartbeat

The tempo of our hearts is our guide map

Crossing the oceans where the old ghosts meet

Crossing the sea where the old ghosts dance

Are you ready to break the perfect routine

Let's say goodbye to the predictable everyday life

๏ผป ๐’ž๐’ฝโ„ด๐“‡๐“Š๐“ˆ ๏ผฝ

โ”โ” Step out to the wide world, our messy parade

Overlapping footsteps, the echoing parade

We chase the lost horizon that we never made

Our travelers running through the night

No digital shadows can block our light

Let's go make the world smaller with our own two feet

Spinning around on this crazy blue sphere tonight

On top of this crazy blue sphere that keeps spinning around

We sing along to the end of the world

Let our world tour echo out loud

๏ผป ๐’ช๐“Š๐“‰๐“‡โ„ด ๏ผฝ

Oh, let it ring out across the sky

Let it reach all the way to the edge of the sky

Our world tour will never die

Our never-ending rendezvous

Farewell to the quiet future, we are on our way

Here we go, heading into our rowdy journey

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Total Score: 91.12 ] [ Hallucination: 35%

Originality โ”‚ โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ 88.40

Structure โ”‚ โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ 92.20

Melody โ”‚ โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ 90.60

Harmony โ”‚ โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ 89.80

Rhythm โ”‚ โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ 94.20

Production โ”‚ โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ 91.50

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