When your heart breaks up and you see only darkness
When you no longer have any will or strength to go on
When everything becomes a farce that you don't care to decipher
Sinking in front of a beach
with no lighthouse, no home, no final destination

Walking amidst a thousand faces, between unspoken words
The same doubt in their throats: how did they get here
Everyone carries a shadow that they wish weren't there
The pain that names everyone
worse than loneliness is to lose humanity

How to live in a world in flames
without having your heart turn to ice
How to write a new plot
Feeling that as your life pulses, it lives in me

When we no longer find anything or anyone else to conquer
and our hunger, still dissatisfied, has nothing left to devastate
To tie ourselves to the past, we need only remember
but the future is more cumbersome
and today is the time to think what kind of tomorrow will come

How to live in a world in flames
without having your heart turn to ice
How to write more than just tragedy
Feeling that as my life pulses, it lives in you