Walking away from it all

I know there's nothing wrong with being wrong,

but I lost my way to be right.

I forgot people I used to love,

my thoughts were took by the wind.

The childhood ghosts blew away my good memories from me.

When I try to explain they don't know what I mean.

In a little time people will bother you and that's why

my bags will be always packed for somewhere 'till I die.

Pessimismo disfarçado

Para cada vontade que se tem sempre vai haver

um obstáculo.

O desafio atrai, o impossível subtrai as esperanças.

Já me acostumei com o fato de o termo "um dia"

ser uma espécie de código para "nunca".