[00:00.00] 作词Lyricist : 8bite
[00:00.36] 作曲Composer : 8bite
[00:00.72] 编曲Arrangement : 8bite/unfoldingskies
[00:01.08] 制作人Producer : 8bite/unfoldingskies
[00:01.44] 吉他Guitar : 8bite
[00:01.81] 和声编写Backing Vocal Arrangement&和声Backing Vocal : 8bite
[00:02.17] 录音Recording : 8bite
[00:02.53] 混音Mixing : 8bite
[00:02.89] 母带Mastering : 8bite
[00:03.25] 翻译Translation : 8bite
[00:03.62] 监制 Supervisor : 季秋洋
[00:03.99]
[00:19.21]Need to run
[00:21.51]I seem to stick in time
[00:25.41]Where echoes hum but voices drown
[00:33.94]Notes and chords, they paint my days
[00:39.70]Yet steal the sun in subtle ways.
[00:47.80]The sky, I've heard, is vast and sweet,
[00:51.51]a canvas melody
[00:55.37]The grass still bends beneath the breeze
[00:58.70]A secret through the trees.
[01:02.30]I wish I could step out of it
[01:05.64]And free
[01:09.66]But I can't
[01:11.39]I just can't get rid of it
[01:17.40]It locks me away
[01:24.34]It locks me away
[01:30.51]
[01:33.45]But I've built my walls too high,
[01:36.33]Afraid to love, afraid to try.
[01:38.93]What if I fall? What if I break?
[01:42.16]What if my heart is a great mistake?
[01:47.20]Yet somewhere past this lonely door,
[01:50.17]The world awaits with so much more.
[01:53.26]Not just the songs inside my head,
[01:56.12]but voice is real, with words unsaid.
[02:02.88]So let me step beyond my fear,
[02:04.18]to taste the wind, to feel what's near.
[02:06.64]I mean not just the future, vast, unknown—
[02:11.00]but this small moment.
[02:14.04]I mean here.
[02:17.02]At home.

作词Lyricist : 8bite
作曲Composer : 8bite
编曲Arrangement : 8bite/unfoldingskies
制作人Producer : 8bite/unfoldingskies
吉他Guitar : 8bite
和声编写Backing Vocal Arrangement&和声Backing Vocal : 8bite
录音Recording : 8bite
混音Mixing : 8bite
母带Mastering : 8bite
翻译Translation : 8bite
监制 Supervisor : 季秋洋
Need to run
I seem to stick in time
Where echoes hum but voices drown
Notes and chords, they paint my days
Yet steal the sun in subtle ways.
The sky, I've heard, is vast and sweet,
a canvas melody
The grass still bends beneath the breeze
A secret through the trees.
I wish I could step out of it
And free
But I can't
I just can't get rid of it
It locks me away
It locks me away
But I've built my walls too high,
Afraid to love, afraid to try.
What if I fall? What if I break?
What if my heart is a great mistake?
Yet somewhere past this lonely door,
The world awaits with so much more.
Not just the songs inside my head,
but voice is real, with words unsaid.
So let me step beyond my fear,
to taste the wind, to feel what's near.
I mean not just the future, vast, unknown—
but this small moment.
I mean here.
At home.