Day breaks, morning comes, my neck hurts
I'm in this body of mine
I talk with you, eat breakfast, put on clothes
And all of it feels strange
It's kind of weird, weird, just weird
I pass through the gates at the train station
This sort of peace, peace, this peace
It's so normal I could laugh

For no reason at all, cats are always named "Tama",
For no reason at all, dogs are always named "Pochi"
For no reason at all, it feels as if the world's gonna end,
While holding my own existence close, I melt into the sunset

The meaning of living, and the meaning of trying hard,
There's none-none-none at all; it might all be for nothing
In a thousand years, nothing of us will be left,
But still I'd love to just smile with you
Because none of us make any sense, see
Because none of us make any sense, see

The moon rises, the stars shine, a bug flies, and I watch it all
Huh, since when was I here?
And for how long will I be here?
Unable to become anything special, just running from monsters again and again
Within solitary confinement I try to picture anything,
And find thoughts once stopped full of enemies

The first son's name, to this day, is always "Tarou",
And the second son's name, to this day, is always "Hanako",
For no reason at all, time seems to go by too quick
Still completely buried in trash, I look up at the stars

The meaning of loving, and the meaning of romance,
There's none-none-none at all; it might all be lies
I don't really understand the answer to 1+1, 
But still I want to protect you
Because none of us make any sense, see
Because none of us make any sense, see

And yet, all of us hold our breaths when going through tunnels,
We fold cranes out of paper, like to touch little paw beans,
And step only on the white part of crosswalks
And yet still, when doing something wrong,
We get it in our heads we're doing the right thing,
Because I'm smart, I understood it all
And again, because I understood it started to bug me

The meaning of living, and the meaning of trying hard,
There's none-none-none, none-none-none
None-none-none
None-none-none-none
But still, we have no choice but to try

The meaning of living, and the meaning of trying hard,
There's none-none-none at all; it might all be for nothing
In a thousand years, nothing of us will be left,
But still I'd love to just smile with you
Even if we fulfill our dreams, and reach enlightenment,
In the end we might just end up lonely still
Even if we become ghosts, go back to nihil,
But still I'd love to just smile with you
Because none of us make any sense, see
Because none of us make any sense, see
Yes, none of us make sense
Yes, none of us make sense
Yes, none of us make sense
Yes, because none of us make any sense, you see