| Song | End Of The Story |
| Artist | MONOEYES |
| Album | A Mirage In The Sun |
| [ti:End Of The Story] | |
| [ar:MONOEYES] | |
| [al:A Mirage In The Sun] | |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : 細美武士 |
| [00:00.236] | 作词 : 細美武士 |
| [00:00.710] | Too many dreams |
| [00:03.160] | Too many broken hearts lie here |
| [00:10.230] | Too many fairytales still left undone |
| [00:19.340] | |
| [00:19.980] | I hear the laughter outside |
| [00:24.670] | Off from my planned trajectory |
| [00:29.410] | Kicked up the dust from old days |
| [00:34.310] | Choking on the scent of salt |
| [00:39.460] | |
| [00:39.740] | It's the end of the story |
| [00:45.570] | Looking backward |
| [00:49.320] | I will long for your touch |
| [00:54.060] | And your cheek when it's red |
| [00:58.860] | When it's red |
| [01:08.530] | When it's red |
| [01:17.270] | |
| [01:19.860] | Crashed in on scorching hot sand |
| [01:24.670] | Sunburn on the surface of limbs |
| [01:29.440] | Adrift in the kingdom of light |
| [01:34.210] | Still dreaming in your arms |
| [01:39.540] | |
| [01:39.790] | It's the end of the story |
| [01:45.600] | Looking back now |
| [01:49.230] | Nothing smells like your gin |
| [01:54.020] | Nothing sounds like our fights |
| [01:58.540] | |
| [01:58.950] | It's the end of the story |
| [02:04.700] | Looking backward |
| [02:08.470] | I will long for your touch |
| [02:13.240] | And your cheek when it's red |
| [02:18.010] | When it's red |
| [02:27.530] | When it's red |
| [02:36.520] | |
| [02:39.110] | Too many dreams |
| [02:41.360] | Too many broken hearts lie here |
| [02:50.120] |
| ti: End Of The Story | |
| ar: MONOEYES | |
| al: A Mirage In The Sun | |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : xì měi wǔ shì |
| [00:00.236] | zuò cí : xì měi wǔ shì |
| [00:00.710] | Too many dreams |
| [00:03.160] | Too many broken hearts lie here |
| [00:10.230] | Too many fairytales still left undone |
| [00:19.340] | |
| [00:19.980] | I hear the laughter outside |
| [00:24.670] | Off from my planned trajectory |
| [00:29.410] | Kicked up the dust from old days |
| [00:34.310] | Choking on the scent of salt |
| [00:39.460] | |
| [00:39.740] | It' s the end of the story |
| [00:45.570] | Looking backward |
| [00:49.320] | I will long for your touch |
| [00:54.060] | And your cheek when it' s red |
| [00:58.860] | When it' s red |
| [01:08.530] | When it' s red |
| [01:17.270] | |
| [01:19.860] | Crashed in on scorching hot sand |
| [01:24.670] | Sunburn on the surface of limbs |
| [01:29.440] | Adrift in the kingdom of light |
| [01:34.210] | Still dreaming in your arms |
| [01:39.540] | |
| [01:39.790] | It' s the end of the story |
| [01:45.600] | Looking back now |
| [01:49.230] | Nothing smells like your gin |
| [01:54.020] | Nothing sounds like our fights |
| [01:58.540] | |
| [01:58.950] | It' s the end of the story |
| [02:04.700] | Looking backward |
| [02:08.470] | I will long for your touch |
| [02:13.240] | And your cheek when it' s red |
| [02:18.010] | When it' s red |
| [02:27.530] | When it' s red |
| [02:36.520] | |
| [02:39.110] | Too many dreams |
| [02:41.360] | Too many broken hearts lie here |
| [02:50.120] |