Calm and slow Like a new language emerges We learn this living To diffuse into the greatest unknown The traces of who we are As if we had nothing to lose And as the hand of time is writing the script We read from too far Its direction we can only assume But still, we stag the way through This is how clever we are
We play by no one's rule We wrap our hearts in weakness We thrive by resentment and we forget forgiveness We intrude at our our time Estranged enough to deny it But we are meant for redemption And side by side we walk to the truth
Since the pace of time is set for itself We're only waiting For the answers we'll no longer receive For questions asked to confirm That we've got nothing to choose
We pray for no one's soul We take the bliss by restraining it Refuse to be grate for the things we're always gaining We try to be honest (but let's be honest, we don't try) And fate's here to remind us The long way yet to be walked
Compositor: Diego Oliveira Santos (Benjamin Existe) (ABRAMUS)Editor: Sony Music Publishing (UBC)ECAD verificado obra #15583420 em 15/Jun/2024 com dados da UBEM