Perhaps I never (never) was at all, - sit quietly.
My heart is beating by itself without me.
And strings are tearing up by themselves
As if the world's about to end,
And maybe it's not so (my friend)...
And maybe it's not so (my friend)...
Perhaps I never (never) was at all, - (a-ha) tell me.
And blood like river squeezed by the rocks runs wild and free.
And strings are tearing up by themselves
As if the world's about to end,
And maybe it's not so (my friend)...
And maybe it's not so (my friend)...
And swelter will touch you and cold ice, - stand still, arise,
With calm and gentle delicate hand keep turning days.
And strings are tearing up by themselves
As if the world's about to end,
And maybe it's not so (my friend)...
And maybe it's not so (my friend)...