That bridge is there
The most of kind sense is not dead
Writing for nothing
Be quiet and still walking
Living in a world
We’re taking examples for a mode
Nobody wants you
Nobody wants you
Just found for you
A big baggage full of money
And the people will call to you
“You’re the biggest, honey!”
That bridge is here
And we trying take our lives more clean
Writing for nothing
Doing for anything
It’s big a pleasure to expose your own
A little bit when you’re alone
Close your ears, don’t believe no more in your fears.
(Joyce Martins)
