These are the days our lives will change and we will see our worlds collide Life is a journey throughout the years that pass a lesson to be learned There is a purpose to all that we encounter in this existence What builds us up may one day break us down

And each day I learn just a little bit more I don't know why but I do know what for If we're all going somewhere let's get there soon Oh this song's got no title just words and a tune Tune me in to the wild side of life I'm an innocent young child sharp

Overwhelming power Keep on burning, change There's a river of time Let us worship this god of destruction On nothing we can rely All is gone, belong to the past You should learn by the time Everything changing over and over We're all falling so fast Keep

Make me wonder again Or make me learn to pretend There is no rush when you don't belong Turns out we don't all fight like dogs in the end Most of us want to roll out, roll under the grass You an endless cartoon, no bridge in your song Spirulina won't

Tell me what you see When you're everywhere Tell me now Find the power lost underneath the ground Let it all blow in the sky In the afterlife Par-delà le ciel Par-delà le soleil In all there is to learn

Now there's more to do than watch my sailboat glide But every day can be a magic carpet ride A little bit of courage is all we lack So catch me if you can, I'm goin' back I think I'm goin' back To the things I learned so well in my youth I think I'm

I don't know how to love. I just know how to live. All I feel is hate. Will you forgive me? I don't know how to breathe with you too far away. Will you forgive me? There's nothing to me now. An empty shell unfolded. How, when we learn to pray inside our

I learned that strength is something you choose I learned from you I learned from you that I do not crumble All of the reasons to keep on believin' Something you choose All of the reasons to keep on believin', There's no question, that's a lesson that I

The hell raisin' heat of the summer We were livin' every minute of the night Like there might never be another We were runnin' all the caution lights We were learnin' to fly with a little tail gunner If there was somethin' to burn, we were burnin' it

I gotta get home there's a garden to tend There's fruit on the ground and the birds have all moved back into my attic Whistling static When the young learn to fly I will patch all the holes up again Well I can't believe that my lime tree is dead I