Flow
Together with every leaf that falls,a new page turns.
Together with every new page comes a new line, a new love or a new felling.
Together with every new line,love or felling comes another wave hitting the rocks,slowly molding our future and erasing our past.
It happens with everyone,just in a different rhythm,but the song is always playin´.
The emptiness that savages our hearts is nothing more than a delay on the falling of the leaves or on the waves.
But I´m sure they will come,we´re never stuck in a moment of time,never. It might remain in our memory like a scar,but time must flow,that´s how it works.
And every little scar,be it mental be it physical is knowledge.
You don´t understand it now but you will someday.
Its like being a mother.
They yell all that stuff,we complain,then we understand it later and it this situation repeats itself again,as If someone simply remixed a song.
Together with every new page comes a new line, a new love or a new felling.
Together with every new line,love or felling comes another wave hitting the rocks,slowly molding our future and erasing our past.
It happens with everyone,just in a different rhythm,but the song is always playin´.
The emptiness that savages our hearts is nothing more than a delay on the falling of the leaves or on the waves.
But I´m sure they will come,we´re never stuck in a moment of time,never. It might remain in our memory like a scar,but time must flow,that´s how it works.
And every little scar,be it mental be it physical is knowledge.
You don´t understand it now but you will someday.
Its like being a mother.
They yell all that stuff,we complain,then we understand it later and it this situation repeats itself again,as If someone simply remixed a song.