I sat and stared at the sky.
I knew Id find myself there again.
I wonder how else to cope with the air.
The air that brings me this luck.
Im unlucky...thats just me.
Seems what used to be has changed.
I feel it coming again,
I feel it coming with the wind.
I feel it coming again,
I feel it breaking with the waves.
And I know,
I wont feel it again if I just played along.
Stupid games are for stupid people
And they end just like a song.
A song with no beginning.
A song that has no meaning.
Just like this one...