In my sublime freedom
In my sublime freedom
In my sublime freedom
In my sublime freedom
I know that I don't know
Where are we going
If we're holding
A distance or our hands
I know that I don't know
How to explain good
Or if it's appropriate
To drink another glass
I know that I don't know
That I don't know
I know
I don't know much
I don't mind
I know
I don't know much
I feel fine
In my sublime freedom
In my sublime freedom
I know that I don't know
If tomorrow will be fine
The lines of our hands
Are roads that changed
I know that I don't know
But I travel alone
The light is good
And the orchestra plays
I know that I don't know
That I don't know
I know
I don't know much
I don't mind
I know
I don't know much
I feel fine
In my sublime freedom
In my sublime freedom
In my sublime freedom
In my sublime freedom
We write the rhymes of this life
In a sublime moment
On these hands you draw the lines
In a sublime moment
Sublime
In my sublime freedom
In my sublime freedom
In my sublime freedom
In my sublime freedom
I know that I don't know
That I don't know
I know that I don't know
That I don't know
I know that I don't know
That I don't know
I know
That I don't know