These are the air pockets
These absurd convictions
That make us lose ourselves
These holes in our thoughts
We pretend nothing's wrong
That everyone has their part in this great scene
Everyone has their rights
Everyone has their own back
To bear the weight of every choice
And I realized that time doesn't always heal wounds
That friends are fewer and fewer
That there's no surrender without repentance
That what I expect is just what I demand
And I've learned to accept that affections betray
That loves, even the greatest ones, end
That there's nothing wrong in forgiveness
That if I don't mess up I don't know who I am
These superiority fixations
Some still wage war
That everyone has their part in this great scene
That everyone has their rights and everyone has their own back
To bear the weight of every choice
And I realized that time doesn't help wounds
That united people are fewer and fewer
That there's no action without consequence
Who's wrong and who's right when a child dies
And so we stay quiet again because they prefer us like this
All silent like dogs that obey
We need more attention
If we're talking about life
We're the silence that remains after the words
We're the voice that can reach wherever it wants
We're the border of our freedom
We're the right to change everything and start again
Everyone plays their part in this great scene
Everyone has their rights
Everyone has their own back
To bear the weight of every choice