Wishin' On You (ft. Ruken Baştımar)

Pour Me Down (ft. Vanna Figueroa, Chris Seong, Maddy Schilling)

Fly (ft. Eliot Huh)

------------ people come and go -----------
---------- and ----------- not many stay ---



아직도 제자리에 서있어 
난 그대로 멈춰있어
사람들은 왔다가는데 
발걸음을 떼지 못해 
여전히 그 자리에 서있어
많은 시선이 느껴지네
모두가 알아보는 색이기에 
멍하니 통행인들 사이
외롭게 서있지 나 
마치 교통 표지판과 같아 
우습게 들리겠지
뭔 소린지 그러겠지
그저 평소같이 내가 
우스워 보이겠지
내벼려둬 라는 말
그말을 들어줄 사람
조차도 없기에
뭔가가 바뀔거라는 
기대에 달려봐도 
결국은 제자리에     
고독의 메아리에 
바람에 휩쓸리네
내 감정들은
누군가가 모두다 이해하기를 바랄게
누군가에게 이 노래가 닿기를 바랄게

기다리고 있어
누가 올때까지
또 기다리고 있어
모두 간 후에도
아무도 잡아주지 안아주지
신경쓰지 않는 세상에
여기 기다리고 있어
찾아 헤메이고 있어

기다리고 있어
또 기다리고 있어
길 잃은 아이처럼
홀로 헤메이다 지쳐버린
거울속의 비춰진
내 모습이 싫어
엎어버리고 싶어
싹 다 버리고 뛰쳐
나가고 싶어
나만의 길을 걸어
가고 싶지만 멀어
져 가는 종착역
Can’t see the bigger picture
늘 그랬듯이 
난 외톨이
결말이 뻔한 이 엔딩
Nobody’s really there for me
I’m just a speck of fleeting memory
눈감은채 보고있겠지
귀막은채 듣고있겠지
주변엔 죄다 fake shit
nobody really gets me 
this road is lonely 
내 갈 길을 찾아야하는데 but I’m only
나에 대한 편견에 고립된 처지   
다시 주변을 서성이지
누군가가 오길 바라면서
다시 기다리고 있지

기다리고 있어
누가 올때까지
또 기다리고 있어
모두 간 후에도
아무도 잡아주지 안아주지
신경쓰지 않는 세상에
여기 기다리고 있어
찾아 헤메이고 있어

난 여기 어전히 있잖아
누구든 오길 바래
내 곁엔 아무도 없잖아
맘편히 쉴곳 조차 없는 
날 누가 받아줄까
이 세상에 날 잡아주는 안아주는 
신경쓰는 사람 없어도
혼자서 기다리고 있어
still waiting for ya

(English Translation)
I'm still standing in place
standing, still
people come and go
I can't take my step
so I'm still standing in that place
I feel people's glances
because I'm the color that everyone sees
between passer-by
I stand alone
like a traffic sign
you might find this funny
you might be thinking
"what are you saying"
just as usual
I'll look foolish to you
I can't say "leave me alone"
there's not even one person
to say it to
even if I run 
expecting something to change
in the end
I still end up in the same place
my feelings swept by the wind
and the echo of solitude
I hope someone understands everything
I hope this song reaches someone

I'm waiting
for someone to come
I'm waiting
even if everyone's left
in this world where nobody's there 
to hold me, to hug me, to take care of me
I'm waiting here
I'm lost searching for it

I'm waiting
I'm waiting again
I'm sick of my reflection 
that I see in the mirror
that looks like a lost child
who is exhausted finding their way
I want to flip the tables
throw everything away
run away from everything
I want to leave and go out
I want to go far
I want to walk my way
but the station just gets farther away
I can't see the bigger picture
as always
I am a loner
the ending to this 
is very obvious
nobody's really there for me
I'm just a speck of fleeting memory
you're listening with your ears blocked
you're seeing with your eyes closed
there's only fake shit around me
nobody really gets me
this road is lonely
I have to find my way but I'm only
isolated by people's prejudice
I stand around again
hoping that someone would come
I wait again

I'm waiting
for someone to come
I'm waiting
even if everyone's left
in this world where nobody's there 
to hold me, to hug me, to take care of me
I'm waiting here
I'm lost searching for it

I'm still here
I hope someone would come
there's nobody beside me
I don't even have a place to rest easy
who will open their arms to me?
in this world where nobody's there 
to hold me, to hug me, to take care of me
I'm waiting alone 
still waiting for ya

I'm waiting
still waiting

정류장/Bus Stop (ft. Ian Seong & Nobuaki Masaki of CRP)

things aren't the way 
they were before 
but I swear I still hear you 
knocking at my door

still drowning in the memories 
of you and me, oh what we could've been
knees deep in the water,
I'm swimming alone

things get better with time
but why oh why oh why 
am I still struggling 
with the thought of you

wondering if you 
still sometimes think of me
the same way 
I think of you

moments lost in the flashlight
polaroids crumpled with time  
where did you go that night? memories screened in black & white
won't you color these monochrome slides

dye the clouds with the illusion of a rainbow up high
kaleidoscope of the many nights we spent under the starry skies
still trying to transmit my light refracted through my heart and mind
hoping that one day you might reply

disguised as piano keys, colored black & white
these grainy tapes are too hard to hear with the static bites
my nostalgia etched on this playlist of polaroids
reminscing distant memories I've crystallized to melodies

so that you would remember me, but I know you feel differently 
I'm not asking for sympathy, just searching for a remedy
this picture frame is incomplete, once beloved harmonies
is now unfinished symphony

moments cherished endlessly disappearing relentlessly 
recollections blurry like it's taken with slow shutter speed
why couldn't it be me? what could we have been? what good did we bring?
my questions answered by the echo of the shutter sound

moments lost in the flashlight
polaroids crumpled with time  
where did you go that night? memories screened in black & white
won't you color these monochrome slides
(these grainy tapes are too hard too hear with the static bites)

moments lost in the flashlight
polaroids crumpled with time  
(my nostalgia etched on this playlist of polaroids)
where did you go that night? memories screened black & white
won't you color these monochrome slides
(my questions answered by the echo of the shutter sound)

Bonny Lee