Every story has two sides and somewhere in between the truth lies and waits for me And time can be greedy, stealing all the details that you thought you had
The elephant screams so loud the ceiling cracks and falls down on your head And still you just sit there, wipe off all the dust and say that you‘re sad
”Help me to climb this magic mountain of me I‘ve had enough of this I‘ll never be free“
Can you please hold my hand and say this wasn‘t planned you know I‘ll understand just tell me how it is
And someday soon you‘ll see that it was not just me and nothing comes for free at least not worth fighting for
Like every good story, this one has got a start, middle, end and an epilogue But it can be tricky to see who is the villain and who is the hero
What you need to see is that we are nowhere close to crossing the finishline It‘s so far away that it‘s looking like a dot or maybe a zeroTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
