Текст песни
Not every loss is out of hand; some endings teach you how to stand.
It is like a blessing, like a curse,
What to keep and what to lose.
And I feel lost inside this pause now: am I dreaming,
Or confused?
I don't chase what chose to leave; I don't bleed where I can't breathe.
It is like a blessing, like a curse,
What to keep and what to lose.
And I feel lost inside this pause now: am I dreaming,
Or confused?
I don't chase what chose to leave; I don't bleed where I can't breathe.