Questions are stuck underneath
Where they don’t allow me to breathe
All the answers are held by a bird But it just will not concede
Can’t expell them so I lie low
And prefer to let them grow Make them seeds that will turn into trees
And from my mouth I’ll let unfold their leaves
All of my actions are lead by my passions Frustrations will lead to creations
Everything will fall back into place
When I will embrace this loneliness
Oh yes that’s why I sing I must confess
Branches will grow forming lines
Around me they will intertwine Shape a cocoon Protect me from the doom
I will be fine with the gloom
All of my actions are lead by my passions Frustrations will lead to creations
Everything will fall back into place
When I will embrace this loneliness
Oh yes that’s why I sing I must confess
That’s why I sing Fly away
Soar
Something is stuck underneath Where it doesn’t allow me to breathe
From this bad seed shall grow a beautiful tree
And from my mouth I will let unfold its leaves
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