It's always like..............one long period of time stretches on............and the things you do during that period of time seems to be strangely familiar at times, and yet completely new too........but everything you do........it's all within a routine........and so day in day out, you repeat the things you'll be doing again one week down the road.........and then 2 weeks.........and then 3.........
But then all of a sudden something pops up out of the blue.......and you get struck by the fact that something so random and totally unexpected can be so beautiful..........
I look around myself, and stare at the things that are
The things that were, and the things that will be
They pass me by, in a blink of an eye
And before I know it, there's just me
They flicker and fly, they're all over my eyes
They laugh and they cry, they never stay by my side
I try to catch them, to hold them still
To make them mine, to make them real....
But they're not mine, not now nor never
I do not know, if I'll see mine ever...
And so they pass me by, in a blink of an eye
This may be the last time, they'll ever gather...
I see a ship, just by the shore
I see a shadow, right by the door
I see my dreams, they're everywhere
The colours here, as well as there
I see a wheel, it's turning 'bout
It's been like that since I can shout
I place a stone, among its midst
It stops and stills, without a creak
I took out a nut, I took out a bolt
I swiped a disc, I added a load
And now it turns, just like it does
One moment ago, without a fuss
But no longer in just one single direction
Noted me, with childlike satisfaction
One moment right, one moment left
And before you know it, it's gone with your breath...
It's not the same, not exactly identical
With our lives, so hypocritical
But try your best, that's what we do
Then take a rest that's long overdue
It's time..............
But then all of a sudden something pops up out of the blue.......and you get struck by the fact that something so random and totally unexpected can be so beautiful..........
I look around myself, and stare at the things that are
The things that were, and the things that will be
They pass me by, in a blink of an eye
And before I know it, there's just me
They flicker and fly, they're all over my eyes
They laugh and they cry, they never stay by my side
I try to catch them, to hold them still
To make them mine, to make them real....
But they're not mine, not now nor never
I do not know, if I'll see mine ever...
And so they pass me by, in a blink of an eye
This may be the last time, they'll ever gather...
I see a ship, just by the shore
I see a shadow, right by the door
I see my dreams, they're everywhere
The colours here, as well as there
I see a wheel, it's turning 'bout
It's been like that since I can shout
I place a stone, among its midst
It stops and stills, without a creak
I took out a nut, I took out a bolt
I swiped a disc, I added a load
And now it turns, just like it does
One moment ago, without a fuss
But no longer in just one single direction
Noted me, with childlike satisfaction
One moment right, one moment left
And before you know it, it's gone with your breath...
It's not the same, not exactly identical
With our lives, so hypocritical
But try your best, that's what we do
Then take a rest that's long overdue
It's time..............