Farewell Song (さよならくちびる)

Shima.

Remind that dumb bitch of the no eating rule.

The rule's "no smoking."

Let me get this straight.

You two really want to end this?

Yes

Haru?

Then promise me.

We'll break up, but we'll finish this tour.

Promise and sign this.

Screw that. We keep our promises.

Leo?

- Fine. - That's good

Haruleo plays seven cities, then breaks up in Hakodate.

Once you sing your last song, we'll be strangers.

- You won't stop her? - What's the point?

She'll be back for the gig.

If she isn't, Haruleo ends there.

July 14th, 2018

Lake Side Story, Hamamatsu

"21:15 Haruleo"

- Haru! - Leo!

Get out here!

Come on, dammit! We're all waiting!

- Well? - Five more minutes.

She keeps her promises.

If she doesn't, you two better cover for her.

This is your fault.

It damn well isn't. Gimme a break.

Leo!

Leo! Leo!

I know what day it is.

What's this?

I tried to go but he kept stopping me, then when I got mad...

Why do you always fall for guys like that?

Cover it up in five.

- Hi, I'm Haru. - I'm Leo.

We're Haruleo.

It's been a while since we played this club in Hamamatsu,

so I'm really excited.

- Leo, marry me! - I love you Leo!

This might sound corny, but for Haruleo,

this is the first place we played on our first tour ever, so...

How can I put it...

Anyway, this place is special for us, so we'll sing this song first.

I'm going away to get to know loneliness

I don't need a companion for now

On the side of a road that wasn't really a road

A cat with feeble eyes meowed at me

Saying please, give me something to dream about

I can't be sure The way forward isn't clear

Although we've barely spoken at all

Come along with me Somewhere down the line

A storm is bound to come but we'll be alright

That band before us has a major label offer already.

They only formed three months ago.

Today's your birthday, Haru?

No.

The day I first spoke to Leo.

When are you gonna learn?

Didn't your parents teach you how to fold?

Useless. Redo it.

Redo all of it.

No break for you. Get to work.

Wanna play music? With me.

Sorry, forget it.

This is G.

This is C.

And...C.

G again.

C.

C.

Try G.

G...

Give me a hand.

Wash those tomatoes.

Don't you cook?

Silly.

Looks good.

Good?

Bless this food.

You're weird, Leo.

My temperature

was rising

And I think

you could tell

So instead of opening my eyes

I hesitated

Two seconds later

we realized this was the end

Then we unnaturally...

Then we unnaturally faked a smile

I'm fine with this thorn

staying stuck inside me

I like it. Keep going.

I'm still working on it.

Why?

Why'd you ask me?

Your eyes wanted to sing.

Get outta here.

I mean it.

I felt it the first time I saw you.

Then I'll sing.

I'll try hard to follow you.

We give water to our hearts even though they'll stop one day

We make them beat fast and make them run away

We rage, we hurt, we cry Then rage, laugh, and love again

Trying to boil water that never seems to burst out

In the fissures within our lives

We collect trickling drops of hope

Everybody has a story

- Dubai? - Yeah, Dubai.

A city like a desert mirage.

I flew first class with a patron.

I was floating in a huge pool, feeling the cool desert breeze.

For some reason,

I lifted my hand to the sky like this,

and felt the wind caress it.

Then it occurred to me.

What the hell am I doing here?

I suddenly started doubting everything.

No more seducing women.

I wanted to do something useful with my life.

We need a roadie, not a manager.

Sure. Roadie, or whatever.

Guitar tech, programming...

- But why us? - I like your style.

Your music, and your lyrics.

This is him?

- You were a male companion? - Right.

Cool. You seem trustworthy.

Not much to look at though.

One rule. We keep it platonic.

Ladies.

Whoa dude!

Are you serious?

The ex-owners signed a major deal after six months.

Now they headline fests.

So, we'll follow suit, and take this as far as we can.

We're not doing this to sell out.

They all say that, but no success, no future.

- Un- Sure, but... - Dream big!

To the Budokan.

To the Grammys!

To singing fill we die!

July 15th, 2018

Room9, Yokkaichi

Inside a sudden storm

Wind pierces deep into my eyes

Reality and a towering wall

Attack and wrap around me

Even days as monotonous as these

Fly past in a flash As our journey goes on

6,500 yen.

Shame about the poor turnout today.

Here.

- That rumor about Haruleo breaking up. - No.

Well, rumors like that spring up about every group.

If it is true,

making it public would draw bigger crowds.

Fans are watching, Haru.

Night comes.

My body burns, and a single word tumbles out.

Freezing cold to the touch...

You're playing much better. Let's keep it up.

Night comes.

My body burns, and a single word tumbles out.

Freezing cold to the touch,

so much that I instantly let it go.

Another word I no longer recognize

escapes from me again today.

Well... I don't know, it's like...

...falling in love with someone, I guess.

I mean, it feels kinda like that, but...

That's not all. It comes from a deeper place.

Like love, and despair...

All exploding outward, you know?

It's like, they get into the cracks in your heart,

and stir everything up.

Hey, you two. Wait a second. Tell me about them.

Well...

Goodbye lips Now who will I

say goodbye to while gazing at you

Goodbye lips Right now, for the first time

I know the pain I feel right here

is love

I'm here with indie music darlings

Haruleo, who are unstoppable right now.

The secret to your music's appeal is your wonderful lyrics, Haru.

I'm such a huge fan...

I really am!

For example, "Goodbye Lips."

It sounds like a final farewell to the lips of someone loved dearly,

but you could also interpret it as a farewell to a past self,

like making a positive change in your life.

Listeners can find their own meaning in it.

It's so emotional, and so profound...

But not just its lyrics.

Its composition is really powerful and soothing...

Haru, you compose the songs too?