Pam pam pam pam lam
Pam pam pam pam
Pam pam pam pam lam
Pam pam pam pam

There is the painting there
Of birds, the wingspan
That struggle against the wind
There are the borders there
The distances, your pace
When you walk just ahead

Pam pam pam pam lam
Pam pam pam pam

There are the cracks there
Locked the locks
Like flown away the kites
There is the literature there
The lack of momentum
Inertia, the movement

Sometimes we look at things
As they are
Wondering why
Sometimes, we look at them
As they could be
Saying to ourselves why not

There are the mysteries there,
The silence under the sea
That struggle against time
There are the borders there
The distances, your pace
When you walk just ahead

There are the whispers there
A sigh, the adventure
Like tangled the kites
There is the literature there
The lack of momentum
Inertia, the movement

Sometimes we look at things
As they are
Wondering why
Sometimes, we look at them
As they could be
Saying to ourselves why not

Sometimes we look at things
As they are
Wondering why
Sometimes, we look at them
As they could be
Saying to ourselves why not

There is lalala
If we took the time
If we took the time

If we took the time
If we took the time

If we took the time
If we took the time

If we took the time
If we took the time

Sometimes we look at things
As they are
Wondering why
Sometimes, we look at them
As they could be
Saying to ourselves why not

Sometimes we look at things
As they are
Wondering why
Sometimes, we look at them
As they could be
Saying to ourselves why not

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah hm

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