We've come too far, we've lost where we began
What we think was our's , is not here but left beneath
The spark we see, is just for a while
The song we dance, and the lips that smile
We don't don't know what we are
Yet, carried by the wise
The world doesn't need him
Who left his voice
We speak our footsteps
In the bblind side
We write without knowing what's written
Just to write
Think you're happy,
Statisfaction or compermise?
I know we can, but why are you afraid to try
You left that voice, now it's lost
You used to cry and fight for a single kite
But why are you backing up , when you know the kite now is life?
Do you wish to stay like this
Adding fear to the years you pass
How should i find, the lost
Years of smokeI will win
The day i find that child
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