Silence I wake, not a single sound impulses
But the sound of singing birds
Silence turns into the roar of many engines passing by
The birds turn into the horns
And I want to be jolly, but there's too much melancholy for me
And I see the sky above me, how could live ever be boring up there?
Put on my coat to go and busk around the city
But no one stops to listen in
Earth looks so nice, when it's not destroyed by people
But I'm not sure if it's too late
All my friends are moving on, I feel stuck living life at home when it's not home
I get anxious when I speak to people who don't want to know the real me
Sometimes in life, you will meet people who won't vibe with you
You shouldn't mind, it doesn't matter what they think of you
Sometimes in life, you will meet people who won't vibe with you
You shouldn't mind, it doesn't matter what they think of you
You shouldn't mind