Valio la pena?

When you wanted to chase harvests that wouldn’t come to bear fruit,

tell me, was it worth coming in last in all of your pursuits?

As I saw your heart turn to the ice frozen in the Arctic sheets

I wondered if you knew that it was the result of what you had reaped


You wanted to be independent and forge your own destiny

so even though I was there, you chose to fly without company

Slowly I witnessed your own self destruction

stubborn to do everything your own way

holding onto the fantasy in your head


You chased the ability to fly in the wind

and now live caged to the dreams of what could have been



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