THINKING OF


Thinking of
Thinking of
Thinking of so many things


So if I happen to leave a legacy behind
I'd like you to take it
Cause I don't want it
I don't even know if I liked it


I think it's time for me to go
Leave this earth dancing on the space
Where birds fly and humans watch
While the clouds go
And the blue turns black
Where the sun and the moon
play hide and found


The idea of dying is like traveling
I'm leaving everything in order
At least what I feel like fixing
But I feel relax even when my room is mess


I think it's time for me to go
Leave this earth dancing on the space
Where birds fly and humans watch
While the clouds go
And the blue turns black
Where the sun and the moon
play hide and found


There's memories here
There are shameful treasures
That I never had the straight to look at again
So I guess It was easy to leave it there
I built fear and garbage at the same time
So if you find them burn it
I know I'd like that


Thinking of
Thinking of
Thinking of so many things


I think it's time
I enjoyed the last few days
I guess I saw everything for the last time
I have no regrets
I feel kinda free
I feel kinda free.