1. UNTOUCHED

Daily wearing the thread of habit
As one sun gives way to another
As the moment will prove independent
It remains somehow untouched

Looking back, perceiving the tragedy
Of what used to do, what used to be
Seems to have been nothing of value
Or maybe it’s just a futile
Excuse

Everything is lifeless
Inactive
Passive
You could stay awake, look at it
It’s crumbling in front of you

Seeking guidance, seeking a path
Shooting the ego, shooting the wrath
It’s never too late to change the course, the tale, the mood
Give me an end and I will pursue it
Today
From now
I will
Move on

Another step, pursuing the growth
Watching days go by with loath
As the moment will prove independent
It remains somehow untouched

Don’t look back, don’t stay still
Days are waiting for you to fill
Give them a reason to value
Leave aside any kind of
Excuse
Excuse

Everything is lifeless, inactive, passive
You could stay awake, look at it, it’s crumbling in front of you
Barely afloat in anguish, pointless endurance
You could stay awake, look at it, it’s crumbling in front of you