The most prosperous city, why does it bring the loneliest polar bear? The most innocent children, how do you walk through the dirtiest garbage dump? The most chaotic memory always makes me think of the most important moment. The ugliest world will occasionally allow me to see the most beautiful poem.
The darkest skies will always have the brightest stars. For those we can’t call back, for the things we can’t do, for the you and I that still live. The biggest doubts always has our most insignificant selves. To butterflies and robins, to flesh and soul, to all lives of nature, Should I say thank you or sorry?
The most violent displacement, is it just for the gentleness of a small reunion? The most simple desires never want to prove the most ridiculous era.
The darkest skies will always have the brightest stars. For those who were hurt, for those who have done made mistakes, for the you and I that still live. The biggest doubts always has our most insignificant selves. To earth and dust, to flesh and soul, to all lives of nature, Should I say thank you or sorry?
The silent prehistoric universe still always had the brightest stars. Disappearing one day, being reborn another day, and one day forgiving you and I. The biggest doubts always has our most insignificant selves. To love and hate, to flesh and soul, to all lives of nature, I should say thank you and then sorry.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
