Have I held too tight?
Should I just let go?
When you break, is it from weakness
or trying to be too strong?
White bones in my fingers hang on like chalk in rain.
What will I know tomorrow that I don't know today?
Have I asked too much?
Is anything enough?
Is there something else to open?
Have I held enough?
Red marks the joy and sorrow inside down in the veins.
What will I know tomorrow that I don't know today?
Everything will be revealed in time.
Becoming what we must become.
All the colors that I see, will keep me company
'till my sleeping heart wakes up in the sun.
'Till his sleeping heart wakes up in the sun.
Have I done some good?
Have I been too brave?
Looking for things that don't exist,
is that why I'm afraid?
The dark is what we move in,
and the blue shows me the way.
What will I know tomorrow that I don't know today?
Everything will be revealed in time.
Becoming what we must become.
All the colors that I see, will keep me company
'till my sleeping heart wakes up in the sun.
May his sleeping heart wake up in the sun.

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