歌：The Josephs
作詞：Julia Fujimaru
作曲：Naoaki Tsuda・Julia Fujimaru
発売：2023-01-31 02:09:03
He marched right in in those pretty pink shoes
Took to the stage like a swan to the snow
Tchaikovsky his muse with Misha in his soul
Well, that was then and this is now
Stuck 'em in the attic for cleats and a ball
'Cause that's what they said a boy's gotta do
Now he's just a pawn in a pinstripe army
'Cause dusty were the dreams that'd never come
He never looked back just to carry on
One day he found 'em in a dusty corner
His pink-shoed dreams
She was one of those classic big fish,
From a small town with big dreams too
Everyone knew her but no one knew how
When and if she'd ever be tamed
Well, that was then and this is now
She grew and grew but never out of town
Now she feels small in her fancy fishbowl
'Cause dusty were the dreams that'd never come
She never looked back just to carry on
One day she found 'em on a dusty shelf
Her big fish dreams
We're all just tryina' carry on
Holding on to our dusty dreams
Oh, they felt old and weary
But oh, they dusted them off
And were dreamers again
We're all just tryina' carry on
Holding on to our dusty dreams.