I pick up my guitar once again
It's been too long since my fingers dance to fight the chaos that once clouded my mind
So I sing the same song once again
But this time as a beautiful reminiscence
I am no longer the same man, sitting below this very roof
The stars separated, amongst the distance, the cold-dark space screaming in silence
No one here to listen to my song
Still, my fingers jump from one string to the other, waiting for the sun
These rusty tune ain't changingÂ
One careless melody after another
Still, my smile is sincere, remembering the time doubting who I'm destined to become
Time is the enemy of concern,
for it comes when it comes
No mortals could stop its clarity
Nothing to hold on to but the strings of destiny
So just play it
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