A Moment
Look, this is his guitar
It has a story I want to share
A remembrance of colored cobbles
Beached from an old merchant ship.
They used to gather them
And put 'em in their pocket
As we usually do
With the scraps of our mistakes
They thought they had everything
Until they met each other
When they realized
They had an hollow to fill
A MOMENT YOU LIVE
A MOMENT YOU FALL
THE HOLLOW YOU FEEL IS NOT THE LACK OF SOMEONE
A MOMENT YOU CHOOSE
A MOMENT YOU RUN
EMBRACE THAT HOLLOW, THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE
Oh, their eyes used to smile
Along with their lips.
She was the right pattern
Among dissonant notes.
A MOMENT YOU LIVE
A MOMENT YOU FALL
THE HOLLOW YOU FEEL IS NOT THE LACK OF SOMEONE
A MOMENT YOU CHOOSE
A MOMENT YOU RUN
EMBRACE THAT HOLLOW, THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE
-Without the hole a guitar can't sound
So now
It's emptiness that fills our life in harmony.
As we count the circles of an old tree
To understand its age
We can number our voids
To realize how much we've lived, how much we've lived
A MOMENT YOU LIVE
A MOMENT YOU FALL
THE HOLLOW YOU FEEL IS NOT THE LACK OF SOMEONE
A MOMENT YOU CHOOSE
A MOMENT YOU RUN
EMBRACE THAT HOLLOW, THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE
THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE
THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE
THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE
It has a story I want to share
A remembrance of colored cobbles
Beached from an old merchant ship.
They used to gather them
And put 'em in their pocket
As we usually do
With the scraps of our mistakes
They thought they had everything
Until they met each other
When they realized
They had an hollow to fill
A MOMENT YOU LIVE
A MOMENT YOU FALL
THE HOLLOW YOU FEEL IS NOT THE LACK OF SOMEONE
A MOMENT YOU CHOOSE
A MOMENT YOU RUN
EMBRACE THAT HOLLOW, THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE
Oh, their eyes used to smile
Along with their lips.
She was the right pattern
Among dissonant notes.
A MOMENT YOU LIVE
A MOMENT YOU FALL
THE HOLLOW YOU FEEL IS NOT THE LACK OF SOMEONE
A MOMENT YOU CHOOSE
A MOMENT YOU RUN
EMBRACE THAT HOLLOW, THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE
-Without the hole a guitar can't sound
So now
It's emptiness that fills our life in harmony.
As we count the circles of an old tree
To understand its age
We can number our voids
To realize how much we've lived, how much we've lived
A MOMENT YOU LIVE
A MOMENT YOU FALL
THE HOLLOW YOU FEEL IS NOT THE LACK OF SOMEONE
A MOMENT YOU CHOOSE
A MOMENT YOU RUN
EMBRACE THAT HOLLOW, THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE
THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE
THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE
THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE
Credits
Writer(s): Matteo Palermo
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