Lyrics:
I am unwritten and can't read my mind. I'm not sure.
I have just started, the pen is in my hand, and there is no plan to end it.
Staring at the blank page in front of you,
Open the dirty window.
Let the sun light up the words you can't find.
Reach for something far away
So close, you can almost taste it.
Release your depression.
Feel the rain on your skin
No one can feel it for you
Only you can let it in.
No one else, no one else.
I can say what is on your lips.
Immerse yourself in unspoken words.
Live your life with open arms.
Today is the beginning of your book.
The rest hasn't been written down yet.
Oh, oh
I break with tradition, and sometimes my attempts,
Beyond the line (yeah yeah)
We are used to not making mistakes,
But I can't live like that (oh oh)
Staring at the blank page in front of you,
Open the dirty window.
Let the sun light up the words you can't find.
Reach for something far away
So close, you can almost taste it.
Release your depression.
Feel the rain on your skin
No one can feel it for you
Only you can let it in.
No one else, no one else.
I can say what is on your lips.
Immerse yourself in unspoken words.
Live your life with open arms.
Today is the beginning of your book.
Feel the rain on your skin
No one can feel it for you
Only you can let it in.
No one else, no one else.
I can say what is on your lips.
Immerse yourself in unspoken words.
Live your life with open arms.
Today is the beginning of your book.
The rest hasn't been written down yet.
Staring at the blank page in front of you,
Open the dirty window.
Let the sun light up the words you can't find.
Reach for something far away
So close, you can almost taste it.
Release your depression.
Feel the rain on your skin
No one can feel it for you
Only you can let it in.
No one else, no one else.
I can say what is on your lips.
Immerse yourself in unspoken words.
Live your life with open arms.
Today is the beginning of your book.
Feel the rain on your skin
No one can feel it for you
Only you can let it in.
No one else, no one else.
I can say what is on your lips.
Immerse yourself in unspoken words.
Live your life with open arms.
Today is the beginning of your book.
The rest hasn't been written down yet.
The rest hasn't been written down yet.
The rest hasn't been written down yet. ...
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