I let them fly away
That's what I do everytime I open the gates
(That) I close when I need to hold on, come on
I still don't know how to carry them without slowing down
In a way I get so much pleasure
When I recall my sweet memories
I feel no weight, I feel no pressure
I see paradise beyond my boundaries
From what I remember
I build a new picture
I can take with me forever
I saw the movie
What I got left is the trailer
I modify the colors and flavors
(And I) End up with a shortcut inspired by true story
I play with the lights
I decide what's my angle of view
Depends on the mood
Changing like the faces of the moon
Music makes me feel like dancing under rain
Taste of paradise
Life appears to me as when I look at the sun arises
Music makes me feel like traveling on a train
Taste of paradise
Another perspective on
Everything around me, gone
(Gone) Are the misunderstandings
I'm contemplating, feeling fine
But after a while
I just can't recognize or distinguish between the real and the fiction
What really happened? is the question
Cauz all of this supports my heart and mind
Don't want to realize too late that I lay on a past that ain't mine
Am i just crazy?
Thinking too much is not a bad thing at all
As long as your vision ain't get hazy
You really want to get rid off your weighty memories
I find a way that works for me
Throughout the day
Keep close to me
Music makes me feel like dancing under rain
Taste of paradise
Life appears to me as when I look at the sun arises
Music makes me feel like traveling on a train
Taste of paradise
Another perspective on
Everything around me, gone
(Gone) Are the misunderstandings
I'm contemplating, feeling lighter