How will the memory of a time that you know it was better?
Without thinking about the constancy of fear that causes so much harm
I want to say with certainty that I'll never give up
To erase all my scars, and try reach out the stars....... at the distance
Overhead where pride is too hard to see the sun rise
This road is so wide and I'm afraid of not recognizing
Whenever that sadness singing coward at my side trying gets me false
Increasing suffer and pain, and growing insane..........