生きている

A thin crack between light and rain, where you can still hear the breath of the world. Each line is like a breath through glass, behind which there is pain, gratitude, and that quiet strength that remains when words end. Life itself lives in this sound - not loud, not festive, but real: trembling, stubborn, with the smell of earth after a storm. The song looks you straight in the eye, but it doesn't scare you - it just reminds you that even amid sirens and rain clouds, flowers still bloom.