Rough Translation
It's a work in progress
With a working title
Unfinished canvas, on an artist's easel
A sketch, a screenplay, a vivid detail
Remains untitled but the work is his
A brief description that stands as is
It's a rough translation
It's a form of art
Life is far from science
In matters of the heart
Heart
There's no deep resolution
Only occasional solution
Sporadic attempts at construction and revolution
On this journey, the game's set in play
To send us rather, wildly on our way
No one's keeping score
We're left wanting so much more
It's a rough translation
Trying to make sense
Of words and explanations
Sense from nonsense
It's a rough translation
It's a form of art
Life is far from science
In matters of the heart
And in the planet's collision
If you are one of the lucky ones
Solace will come with the passing of time
A sense of wonder, pleasure or pain
Promise of clear skies to get through the rain
Beginning or ending, a story waits to be read
It's a rough translation
Trying to make sense
Of words and explanations
Sense from nonsense
It's a rough translation
It's a form of art
Life is far from science in matters of the heart
It's a rough translation
It's a rough translation
It's a rough translation
It's a rough translation
With a working title
Unfinished canvas, on an artist's easel
A sketch, a screenplay, a vivid detail
Remains untitled but the work is his
A brief description that stands as is
It's a rough translation
It's a form of art
Life is far from science
In matters of the heart
Heart
There's no deep resolution
Only occasional solution
Sporadic attempts at construction and revolution
On this journey, the game's set in play
To send us rather, wildly on our way
No one's keeping score
We're left wanting so much more
It's a rough translation
Trying to make sense
Of words and explanations
Sense from nonsense
It's a rough translation
It's a form of art
Life is far from science
In matters of the heart
And in the planet's collision
If you are one of the lucky ones
Solace will come with the passing of time
A sense of wonder, pleasure or pain
Promise of clear skies to get through the rain
Beginning or ending, a story waits to be read
It's a rough translation
Trying to make sense
Of words and explanations
Sense from nonsense
It's a rough translation
It's a form of art
Life is far from science in matters of the heart
It's a rough translation
It's a rough translation
It's a rough translation
It's a rough translation
Credits
Writer(s): Angela V Randall, Sylvain Laforge
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