For the bodies that watch the time fading and running away, slipping through your fingers.
For the souls that travel faster now, that have released ballast and also know...
That there is a voice, there is a voice inside and it says no, says that "I'm sorry"
Says that it doesn't give up, that make your bets, that go on with the game...Says that I refuse to sell you my ilusion, that I am not afraid of fear.
Without that weight there is no gravity anymore, without gravity there's no bait anymore.
And see how I float, see how I fly, see how I float and see how I fly, see how I go forward, brave, leaving it all behind.
And it seems that life wanted to make a guillotine of the pass of the time, a crusher of dreams.
And of each year a declaration of surrender without conditions, white flag to their army of zombies.
But there is a voice that says that I refuse to sell you my ilusion, that I am not afraid of fear.
Without that weight there is no gravity anymore, without gravity there's no bait anymore. And see how I float, see how I fly, see how I float and see how I fly, see how I go forward, brave, leaving it all behind.