Siesta

It is all the same
It just doesn't matter
If you sing a song
Or if you start a fire

I've learned today
That everything is easy
So I will think no more
On how to express my feelings

But then I see the world changing all the time
And I really don't know how
It's the way I used to be
The way I am right now
Little kids play, little misbehaves
Magically spend their days, in the Sun or under clouds
Staring at every thing but golden stuff

It's not about my mind
It is about the rivers
It's a hard decision to make
But I will live freely

Because I see the world changing all the time
And I really don't know how
It's the way I used to be
The way I am right now
Little kids play, little misbehaves
Magically spend their days
People write on diaries
Things they'll never tell to anyone