Bitter Sweet Symphony
I can write
I can write
I am defined
And the undefined
Sacred forces born to kill
But still
I am alive
I am alive
That sea and that sky
Secret way to paradise
Everyone knows the secret
But feels like disguise
Open lie
Open lie
I am the truth around me
Wrapped in all that I see
And I want to be
Jumping down the mountain
I want to be drowning into the sea
Flying to the sun
Landing on the moon
Don’t tell me what
Why where how, and when
Only take my hand
No promises again
Never again
Never again
I only want company
When I am walking
When I am running
Someone left behind
Chasing me
Life has for long been
Not what it was
But what it wanted to be
Can’t take all that anymore
Don’t have any explanations to give
Nothing to take too
Except for your hand
That was always slipping from my hands
Like the sand
I am stepping over the same
On my way to Maine
And now landed in a boat
I want to use you
Like I use the row
The boat is swift
Without any indifferent flow
Parachutes are drifting me away
Or are they carrying me to that day
Bright sunny day
Of hope
And realization
Of knowing
Myself so well
Like that third person
Who knows the first person
I m not even thinking -
Should I go?
Should I go?
Cause me is where I is and they and you
Parachute is flying
And now I have left that tight hold
And now I am flying too
Into the blue
Into the blue…