The 5th avenue has sounded as it used to,
but at this time something gets first at the queue.
I realize it ain't the common image in my brain.
The souls and all their meanings falling right here,
in between a gap of the contrasting realities.
We look up at the ceiling pursuing the answers
that will show us why are we alive.
I don't know yet.
No need to exaggerate,
just wait for the surpriseees.
Don't hurry and just relate
the life and all its prizes.
It's almost the same,
think about the journey
in diverse views and senses. But don't forget that
here we are, just living and creating what we know
that are already and were some kind of many eternal threads.
It doesn't matter if the routes are over roads
or grass, or stones, or something hard to deal with.
We will stay here.
No need to exaggerate,
just wait for the surprises.
Don't hurry and just relate
the life and all its prizeees.
No need to exaggerate, come here,
just wait for the surprises
which are keeping hide below the grace of being alive.
Don't hurry and just relate your tale,
the life and all its prizes.
Just be grateful with the mystery of a new day.
[Thanks to McLFabian for adding these lyrics]