歌詞

We set out on a journey, searching for a happy spark

But it’s a fragile thing, so hard to find inside the dark

And yet, if we just sit and wait, it never comes around

It will not knock upon the door or make a sudden sound

Fumbling with our heavy hands against the velvet night

The human race is searching for a tiny piece of light

Looking up into the sky, a quiet thought begins to grow

I want to travel like the cloud, wherever wind may blow

Teaching me the joy and pain, the tears and the embrace

Reminding me of all the things that time tried to erase

The landscape of the town is pouring healing to the start

Washing over all my wounds... and that is what is art

Fumbling with our heavy hands against the velvet night

The human race is searching for a tiny piece of light

The landscape of the town is pouring healing to the start

Washing over all my wounds... and that is what is art

Yeah, the city streets are bleeding color through the gray

Turning every shadow to a beautiful display

It’s a living art

Right here in the dark