Lyrics

"A man finds himself, to his great astonishment, suddenly existing After thousands and thousands of years of non-existence The whole foundation on which our existence rests is the present-the ever-fleeting present It lies, then, in the very nature of our existence to take the form of constant motion Then again, how insatiable a creature is man! Every satisfaction he attains lays the seeds of some new desire So that there is no end to the wishes of each individual will. And why is this?" Million of thoughts Scattered to earth Plain distractions, loneliness As I sit in the dark thinking of you The pain remains We'll cease to exist
Writer(s): Ilias Kakanis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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