Acto Simple

I think I know it's a simple act what happens
To be or let go
Without stopping to know what happens
I'll never be calm on the street
A year goes by like nothing and the worst is just that
The city makes me feel insignificant
The heart is a blood-pumping engine
The best part is I'll never be calm
Living like this is a simple act and the worst is knowing what happens
There are honors I'll never carry calmly
It's a simple act, I'll never carry calmly
And the worst is knowing what happens (there are honors)