Tune
I search voicesLook for facesWalked in dried-out footsteps in the sandWatched time seeking for an end
But the clocks will tickThey‘ll move their handsDon’t look so sadYou follow hearts and dreams you’ll stain
The song keeps playing all alongYou tune it down, can’t turn it off
What is the key?How to tune in?No wisdom lies behind these days
Run, run, run! You’ll think you moveMindful lies are whirling in your headSpinning like you always didMoving not a single boneCaptured in a painted race
What is the goal?How to get out?
The hands will stop their revolutionsAll words are written in the sand
StopListenBreatheAnd cherish
This is the keyThis is the song