Gone with the whales
On your face
I see the trace of the days
You have had in this place,
But now those days are really gone,
Gone with the years.
Swept like wind on the fields
For every moment you've missed
Feels like a wound that really time,
Time wouldn't heal.
But you don't think you don't feel
Until it turns into real
And when you see how really far,
Far is the place
Where you have space for your plays
Beyond the distant and grey
Is where you find it's really gone,
Gone with the whales.
Human Race,
Go with the whales.
I see the trace of the days
You have had in this place,
But now those days are really gone,
Gone with the years.
Swept like wind on the fields
For every moment you've missed
Feels like a wound that really time,
Time wouldn't heal.
But you don't think you don't feel
Until it turns into real
And when you see how really far,
Far is the place
Where you have space for your plays
Beyond the distant and grey
Is where you find it's really gone,
Gone with the whales.
Human Race,
Go with the whales.
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