Lyric

I never want to sacrifice another person’s name

I never want to fill the void with filters for the game

Inside the different ways of life that people try to mold

I still believe the hidden light that breaks the winter cold

Searching for a meaning that can never be sold

We are surrounded by the world, by people everyday

And in that circle of our touch, the joy begins to play

Even if they call it just a dream or an empty fantasy

I still want to believe in what my spirit wants to see

The only thing that I have chased through every single trace

Is a beautiful idealism where happiness takes place

Even through the bitter times, and through the heavy pain

The locus of our steps will turn into a wing against the rain

Soaring up above the clouds, breaking through the chain

Nobody wants to fall into the shadows of distress

Nobody wants to disappear inside the quiet press

By erasing who they are beneath the unseen air

Awakening to different kinds of peace we ought to share

I know that I will light another candle of repair

A person weeps inside the dark, the corner of the state

And in that lonely isolation, tries to recreate

Wishing it could be the way to survive the bitter sun

But I will hold my line until the heavy race is done

The only thing that I have chased through every single trace

Is the palms of my idealism, spread inside this space

If we can only find the days, so tender and so dear

The sweet and loving moments that are washing out the fear

I’ll turn them into spoken words for everyone to hear

The only thing that I have chased through every single trace

Is a beautiful idealism where happiness takes place

Even through the bitter times, and through the heavy pain

The locus of our steps will turn into a wing against the rain

If we can find those gentle days, inside the quiet view

I’ll speak the words aloud and give the text to you

Let them call it a fantasy

I will keep the candle burning

Upon the palms of my idealism

I spread my wings and fly

I’ll speak the words to you