CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Untidaled (Live)

Back for the fourth time around and still meaning every word
Never more honest, always too tired
Drowning in the pages I’ve planned:
Provoke, destroy. Provoke, destroy
I could be the lost cause, for I am dead poetry
In this reflection, we are perfect disorder

Bring back balance, bring restoration
I saw the waves again, I felt the impact
I saw the waves again, I watched the current sway us
Bring back balance, bring rеstoration

Lost in the clouds and my heart is sleeping
Within the tidе, although my eyes are dying

Back for the fourth time around and still meaning every word, every word
Never more blatant, always too thoughtful
If I could change things, I’d change myself

Time to be joyful in no consistency
Faith can be our only regularity
Time to be joyful in no monotony
There are no final goodbyes, this is our certainty