It's the worst of tries. But a good thing to order.
Two boxes found. One curtain wide.
So much to hold, and more to bear.
It's a lifetime of searching, longing, sorting, kind of working, growing.

Part of it is boring, hurting, I´m getting tired but I´m walking.
I had no one to blame but you and you are not around this time.
A new life, another place where you´re not allowed.
I wake up while the sun´s still down and soon
I'm 'bout to grow high and wide.

By the side of this road, I would?ve already been gone.
By the side of this road, I would never faint.
I would be the strong, I would not regret.
What I´m heading for, what I´m looking for.

It´s a lifetime of searching, longing, sorting, kind of working, growing.
Part of it is boring, hurting, I´m getting tired but I´m walking.
Lately I´ve been looking around, new worries I´ve found. It kills me

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