Lyrics: Fujita Maiko
Composition: Fujita Maiko

8. Suiyoubi, Moenai Gomi to Watashi

Wednesday morning, a bag in my left hand
in my right hand big unburnable garbage
Walking uncomfortably,
I get on the elevator

You were always the one
who threw out the garbage
Thinking about it,
I have never thrown out the trash even once

I don’t know where it is
My place of destination is the garbage bin
Tightly grasping the unburnable trash
My small journey begins

The elevator doors open
and I’ve arrived at the entrance of the mansion
I open the mailbox
I can see right in front of me

I remembered you
who stood behind this troublesome me
every time I opened the mailbox
Saying ‘that’s why I tell you, look more closely’

Because you are not here
the leaflets and envelopes have piled up
I have to come get them quickly
I can’t, I closed the mailbox

I finally found the garbage bin
for some reason there’s a poster
Today is Wednesday
it was the day for burnable trash

I wonder if this me
who has been spoiled by you
will experience all these things one by one from now on
Wednesday is the day for burnable garbage
the day I strongly became aware of your existence