If the lyrics are distracting, turn down the volume, but...don't turn off the music.
There are many lives in a lifetime.
Many lives lived for many people.
People that you know...and that you meet, along the way. Many lives, for many relationships.
But some don't
last.
And so you
die many deaths before you...die.
Lives... unfinished.
Lives... unfinished.
But also, lives you
live for friends... beautiful as any. Lives in which you're cool beyond measure. Lives of shared
dreams, of aspirations shared, of beautiful plans and never-ending
companionship.
Of lofty
ambitions. And prosperity and fame and of fortune. Lives full of dreams of forever.
Beautiful
plans of never...ending...companionship.
And then lives
full of regret.
...
Lives for
God. For unrequited and unthinking devotion.
Lives of
unfounded belief. Of sorcery and magic.
Lives of unreasonable servitude.
Lives of unreasonable servitude.
Lives full
of the sins of jealousy and of envy.
And lives you
live for your parents. Lives lived in an endless shower of love.
Lives of unpaid debts. Of unsaid gratitude. With wishes that you'll some day repay them for everything.
These lives also but, of terrible deception. Of lies and half-truths. Lives of almost unfounded fear. Of unshared tragedies and of exaggerated happiness. Of everything being 'alright' for them, but wanting to run away somewhere far away.
Lives of unpaid debts. Of unsaid gratitude. With wishes that you'll some day repay them for everything.
These lives also but, of terrible deception. Of lies and half-truths. Lives of almost unfounded fear. Of unshared tragedies and of exaggerated happiness. Of everything being 'alright' for them, but wanting to run away somewhere far away.
Lives
filled with a desire to break down and cry in your mother's arms.
...
Lives full of regret.
...
And lives
you live...for love.
And not
just the one life this... those many lives.
For
every single time that that beautiful person crossed paths with you. For ideas and
schemes and scenarios devised alone on sleepless nights.
Lives of
blind passion. Of oaths sworn with child-like sincerity. Of private dreams and
guilty pleasures. Lives of infinite fidelity and endless devotion. Lives of
lying to yourself.
If you're
lucky enough... Lives full of nights.
Of unbridled instinct and undiscovered passion. Of feral need and raw animal violence.
Of unbridled instinct and undiscovered passion. Of feral need and raw animal violence.
...
So many. Lives.
Alas, but one life for yourself.
