across mourning words and lines
along proliferate desires
you are floating with the stoic calm of an exhausted mind
and you may squeeze some hearts
but you won´t ever break one
they are not of glass
they are flesh
they are beating in the shelter of a chest
the faster you move the more the shades around you blur into the haze
the less you ponder all the things you´ve left behind
the less you doubt the more you shine
the less you agonize all the things you´ve left behind
along proliferate desires
you are floating with the stoic calm of an exhausted mind
and you may squeeze some hearts
but you won´t ever break one
they are not of glass
they are flesh
they are beating in the shelter of a chest
the faster you move the more the shades around you blur into the haze
the less you ponder all the things you´ve left behind
the less you doubt the more you shine
the less you agonize all the things you´ve left behind