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The invisible buzz of electricity
between two arms,
A big red balloon tied to the wrists
of a lost woman,
Questions lied up in infinite lines,
Oh, I’m sorry, I ran out of answers.
Singers have lost all their voices,
The writers have lost all the words,
only silence remains, when the sun sets,
I try to smile but I still can’t forget anything,
Oh, I’m sorry, I have too many deadlines.
I have an early morning schedule,
and nightmares sleeping in my wide eyes,
There is a light in every dark place of the room,
except where I stand and say goodbye,
Oh, I’m sorry, but I’m always leaving you behind.
Hey, did you see me yesterday?
I looked so much like I did before,
Now, I’m just the person I saw in the mirror
at the beginning of the new year,
Looking back at me with dry lips.