Constant struggle to make ends meet Crowded minds and busy streets They make accusations and ask questions later It’s becoming harder just to breathe I'm trying to love, I’m trying to find the voice within. While the branches fight they fail to see, We're all temporal extensions of the ancient tree Time and circumstance It can be quite strange I saw it written in the sky Drain your essence to preserve the high Preserve the high Between order and chaos It’s a tough place to be Between order and chaos It’s the best place to beTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.