The roots are tight
A distraction in the eyes
Innocently imagine what will come next
If you got away or the taste didn't stay
You can no longer appreciate

Big steps won't be worth
More than scratches and broken legs
As long as the score is faithful to the moment
New signs would be great
At looking for forgotten scabs
Identify and recognize what is partially absent

It's not easy to draw a circle in this line

There's no turning back
The past is done
When did I forget
The last return?

Clocks don't control hours
When time is in your mind
Pointers are going to stop

This movie changes so fast
But you want the same cast

Thinking about yesterday
Suddenly I might be caught in delay
Future is so far away
And nothing in sight
I'll miss the today

The only button is Play

It never ends
It never came to start
Continuous movement is in charge