Maps Of The Sky
we've all noticed the
shade of grey that you've obtained
you can't see the light in sky with hands over you're eyes
we all will watch the colors fade
we all will watch the colors fade
still nothing changes, nothing seems to move me
I feel the pressure you held in your chest
I felt the weight against my very own chest
hours upon hours, week by week
time is irrelevant, time is worthless and cheap
disrupt the constant, cause a change
work nine to five, dig your own grave
moving forward, take two steps back
holding on to nothing, walking a beaten path
disrupt the constant, cause a change
moving forward, take two steps back
depart from me
escape from this tomb
Mapas Del Cielo
todos hemos notado el
tono de gris que has adquirido
no puedes ver la luz en el cielo con las manos sobre tus ojos
todos veremos los colores desvanecerse
todos veremos los colores desvanecerse
aún nada cambia, nada parece moverme
siento la presión que tenías en tu pecho
sentí el peso contra mi propio pecho
horas tras horas, semana tras semana
tiempo es irrelevante, tiempo es barato y sin valor
disruptir lo constante, causar un cambio
trabajar de nueve a cinco, cavar tu propia tumba
avanzar, retroceder dos pasos
aferrándose a nada, caminando un camino trillado
disruptir lo constante, causar un cambio
avanzar, retroceder dos pasos
despídete de mí
escapa de esta tumba