BEING - Arrival - 10 - Sorrow | Текст песни

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Sorrow:

Innundate.
I feel the pressure,
I feel the weight,
I feel the weather,
I cannot wait,
In wonder of whether,
Or not I make,
My own life better.

Do I create?
How would I measure,
Or desacrate,
What causes displeasure,
Or even relate,
Without any leisure,
To undertake,
What makes a life better?

I will never toe the line,
Only living life that's mine,
Though the experiences I consign,
If you never go the distance,
Then I promise you will miss this.
If I never go the distance,
Then I promise I will miss this.

I'm not missing,
Out of life,
This time,
Or anytime.

Let go the sorrow,
It will tear our world apart,
We'll build tomorrow,
From the pieces of our heart,
We'll overflow onto,
Our canvas from the start,
Now that we know to make,
Our world a work of art.

Alleviate.
I raise the pressure,
I lift the weight,
I brave the weather,
I no longer wait,
In wonder of whether,
Or not I make,
My own life better.

I can create,
Without any measure,
And still I relate,
At my own leisure,
To undetake,
All of life's pleasures,
Free of the hate,
Of those who could never.

I will never toe the line,
Only living life that's mine,
Though the experiences I consign,
If we never go the distance,
Then I promise we will miss this.
If I never go the distance,
Then I promise I will miss this.

I'm not missing,
Out of life,
This time,
Or anytime.

Let go the sorrow,
It will tear our world apart,
We'll build tomorrow,
From the pieces of our heart,
We'll overflow onto,
Our canvas from the start,
Now that we know to make,
Our world a work of art.

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