Per no dir res

The wind is blowing hard,
the stars have gone out.
The sun runs through the streets
and people walk with their eyes closed.

They don’t know where they’re going,
they don’t know where they’re going.

On the way to the highest place,
we’ve got nowhere left to step.
We pay the highest price
in the name of happiness.

We talk to not say anything,
we think we’re eternal,
it’s all we’ve learned
since time was invented.

We haven’t wanted to change.

The world has gone off the rails,
they say it’s coming to an end.
But everything will stay the same
when the wind has swept us away.

If we can’t find the key,
we’ll keep holding on,
when we’re tired
we’ll run but keep moving forward.

It’s never too late.

Time’s up
for promises,
time’s up
for words.

We talk to not say anything,
we think we’re eternal,
we pay the highest price
in the name of happiness.

Time’s up...