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Are you feeling this wound?
Can you tell me its flavour?
Are you seeing the miscellany eroding the skies
Uncovering what's behind the blue and the lies?
Always wanted a piece of cloud since I was a kid and now
I can't help but trembling as they fall

Cause dear, it's the sign
That has come the time
To move those anchors from
Certainties and safeties of our lifetime
A sin, you may call it
A need, I recognize it
But near it's from both of us
Denial won't be an alternative for the arrival

When plains become mountains
To swallow cities and reigns

A sin, you may call it
A need, I recognize it
But near it's from both of us
Denial won't be an alternative
It's useless trying to avoid what's already here
However, surrender won't be an alternative for the arrival