Do you remember that day when he told you no?
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And that did not split into a thousand parts what was of two
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That knot that undressed your voice
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Do you remember the silence? |
that's how goodbye sounds
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Sometimes they leave us no choice
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And there's only one way in the wrong direction
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The easy thing is to follow the heart
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The difficult thing, acting when they change the script
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You walk, you have no other choice
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It is not seeing the storm, it is being able to see the peace between its drops
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We'll all have to run our way to a hospital
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And hold tight the hands of someone who cries
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In a plant there is a terminally ill
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And right on the floor below a person is being born
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I don't know if it makes sense, but I know how it works
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Do not heal with hate what is solved with love
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And we complain about time and time gets angry
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He's tired of seeing how we have it and do nothing
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And this does not stop even if the one you love hurts you
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Because even if you feel like you want to die, you're going to get up tomorrow
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You walk even if you lack the desire
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What is walking like you escape from the drama?
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If you couldn't say goodbye to someone and you still keep it |
look at the sky and do it now
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Think that he listens to you if you talk to him
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Open the windows
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Feel the fears and sorrows face to face
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Friends may be missing, words
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The reasons that save you may be missing
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But you naturally learned to walk
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And even if you fell, you kept trying, it's not a coincidence
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It's life from the fucking start
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When you feel like your soul is breaking, walk and go back to the beginning
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To those letters that you wrote for love
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To those desire to fly over the sea without an engine
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No religion, no opinion
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You can judge how you love or what our orientation is
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Who said that we run just because?
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There is only something urgent and that something is to be happy
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When we walk among humans we should look at each other smiling because everyone
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we walk so as not to suffer
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When poverty tightens and that boss takes advantage of it
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Because he knows that there is no food at home
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One more scream, another threat
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You have been sick for days and no one asks you what the hell is wrong with you
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You feel alone in the middle of the mass
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When the one who steals the most goes to the vote and on top of that he devastates |
When evils outweigh
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And your bed becomes the fucking gaza strip
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Another disease that does not cure with caresses
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Another inheritance that instead of helping separates families
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And in the middle of this laziness we don't see who helps
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And he travels only to bring water to Syria
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And teaches us to walk cleanly
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that one can walk on envy
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That you are not what they say, you are what you do
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That life is a road and all roads have potholes
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I don't know what they sold us
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I tried to fill those gaps looking for success and money
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When I had it I didn't feel full
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Because empties only heal with acts of sincere love
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Now I walk straight, with an open heart
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Knowing that crying is part of this
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That he falls asleep more peacefully being honest
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And that the beautiful thing about continuing is how hard it is to do it
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Do you remember that day when she said no to you?
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And not that one, she broke into a thousand parts what was two
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That knot that undressed your voice
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Do you remember the silence? |
that's how goodbye sounds
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Sometimes they leave us no choice
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And there's only one way in the wrong direction |
The easy thing is to follow the heart
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The difficult thing, acting when they change the script
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you walk |