Track 2 · Lyricsトラック 2・歌詞
One Step Behind
君の一歩うしろ
A rival’s footwork follows the player into solitary practice. A rematch creates one opening, but the decisive shot leaves the miss unresolved.ライバルの足運びが頭から離れず、誰もいないコートで同じ動きを繰り返す。再戦で生まれた一瞬の隙と、決めきれなかった一本が次の曲へ続く。
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The rival’s first move is over before the player can follow it. That change of pace stays in their head after class, when two chalk marks and an empty court become a place to practise.
In the rematch, the player borrows the move and finds a moment of space. The shot hits the rim as the horn sounds. The rival offers a hand, but the player keeps watching where the ball bounced.
相手の肩に反応した時には、もう抜かれている。その緩急が放課後まで頭に残り、誰もいないコートで二本のチョークの印を踏み直す。
再戦では、その動きから一瞬の隙を作り出す。放ったボールはリングに当たり、落ちる途中でブザーが鳴る。差し出されたライバルの手を取りながら、視線はボールの跳ねた場所から離れない。
Lyrics歌詞
Different jerseys, same old grin You barely even watch the ball I lean the way your shoulder leans You're gone before I move at all Your bench is up before you land I'm reaching where you used to be You jog back past and tap my shoulder Like we're just warming up again 跟上啊！ You never need to look behind You know just where I'll be I know I'll see that move tonight When I'm supposed to sleep One step behind Your footwork in my head I chase you round an empty court And run that play again One step behind But I'm closer than before You make me want another shot Then make me want it more The court is empty after class Two chalk marks where I plant my feet I picture how your shoulders turned Then try to find the missing beat The chalk wears pale beneath my shoes I keep you there inside my head The move that left me reaching out Is one I haven't finished yet I start to feel the pause you take Before you change your pace For once my feet arrive in time To hold that bit of space One step behind Your footwork in my head I chase you round an empty court And run that play again One step behind But I'm closer than before You make me want another shot Then make me want it more Next game, we're down by one The pass comes hard against my palms You settle low and watch my waist I try to make my breathing calm I fake the way you faked me out Then plant my foot and cut inside For half a beat, your hand is late For half a beat, that space is mine One step behind Your footwork in my head The space I found is closing fast I have to take it now One step behind But I'm closer than before You make me want another shot Then make me want it more 还有两秒！ Up past your fingers Off the rim The horn goes while it's coming down You hold your hand out I reach for it I can't stop watching where it bounced