Wake up and wish more
Than setting the feet on the ground

But it’s just a mis…conception of what we are here

And then we have to move on
Even though I don’t want fall
Maybe with my eyes closed
I can fell less pain and more the
Wind passing over my face

Sleep until the whole body hurts
You simply can’t move

But it’s just a mis…conception of what you don’t want be!

‘Cause nothing is permanent
Neither the pain or joy
That will pass will return and pass again
Then there’s no wind or hurt or something to you hold on to, my friend!