Under sky Are tears to cry, And flights to fly, And deaths to die. Under sky We wonder why, And ever try To never die. Over Sky Broke into sky To live and die And tell us why. Over sky The tears will dry, And all will fly, And never die.
I have wasted you And killed you Saved you And bought you Watched you And begged for you Forgotten you And sometimes I have lain awake listening to you tick past Oh time. Have you ever been freaked out by the fact that time is passing? It’s a irreplaceable and limited commodity. The only habitat for all the existence we’ve ever known. And it’s running out! Everything that happened...