Can you look in the mirror?
Are you sure what you see?
Life is going to be clearer
When you're touching your breath
Can you here what I'm thinking?
Are you watching my mind?
You can see trough the bricking
It's your own volition, to be on cloud nine
Feel what you want to feel
And see what you feel
Life is the only thing
What you can handle on your own, on and on
On and on
And on
(It's the stories that fill a dull place with bright light
It's the treasure you bury for your son to find
It's a phrase of pure wit that bursts out of your mind
It's the laughter around the campfire at night
It's the stepovers you do despite people hate it
It's the novels you write though nobody will read it
It's the playful approach that you keep through the days
It's the song you sing out of your soul)
Can you look in the mirror?
Are you sure what you see?
Life is going to be clearer
When you're touching your breath