九號球  The Nine Ball

Music by Monster, Words by Ashin

Escape, jump over the wall, I can only escape from inside the classroom
Flee to freedom, the familiar corners, there are people waiting for me, provoking me with their smiles

Today who’ll break, make who taste bitterness
On the green horizon, I bump into color, sink

Perhaps with this cue I once again have no way to get a ball in
Just like in my life, continuously making mistakes
Perhaps with this life, I’m always chasing after that nine ball
Yet forget who loves me
Yet forget who covers me

It used to be my book bag was so full there was no room for dreams, so just give up a little
The future us, how will we live, gazing at the cue ball, for a time I don’t try to think

The sky slowly turns red, shadows crawl up to fill the pool table
Lose, win, there’s no result, just like life, elusive

Note:  In English, of course, the more popular billiards idiom is "to be behind the eight ball."  Here, however, the reference is to playing a different game, in which players try to get balls one through nine into the pockets in order; the last ball to go in, then, is the nine ball.  Always chasing after the nine ball, then, means always making the effort, but never actually winning.