This season is for going back to the sea Where nothing is certain, to rinse off old parts of me Towelling my clean skin, powerful washing away I always want outlines, I head for the shore
Beg for the road signs that I had before But that wasn´t joy, amnesia, babe, that was pain
And pain will be on every map, just like north is And pain will be in every year, just like August And if you get everything right, then there´s nothing else left, left
Remember that magical thing that you found that said "From this point forth, I am sticking around I am coming with you, I´m gonna show up in your shape"? You can pick your grace out of the crowd You´ve done it before and it made you so loud Then it taught you that lesson about breathing, babe, when it failed
Failure is on every map, just like north is Failure is in every year, just like August You had to be ugly before you were gorgeous Balancing tiger with rhythm of tortoise Here in your (Chest) chest, (Chest) chest, chest You´re not gonna blow it ´cause slowness is calling You don´t have to know where your feet will be falling If you get everything right, then there´s nothing else left, left If you get everything right, then there´s nothing else left, left
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