I let them fly away That's what I do everytime I open the gates (That) I close when I need to hold on, come on I still don't know how to carry them without slowing down In a way I get so much pleasure When I recall my sweet memories I feel no weight, I feel no pressure I see paradise beyond my boundaries From what I remember I build a new picture I can take with me forever I saw the movie What I got left is the trailer I modify the colors and flavors (And I) End up with a shortcut inspired by true story I play with the lights I decide what's my angle of view Depends on the mood Changing like the faces of the moon Music makes me feel like dancing under rain Taste of paradise Life appears to me as when I look at the sun arises Music makes me feel like traveling on a train Taste of paradise Another perspective on Everything around me, gone (Gone) Are the misunderstandings I'm contemplating, feeling fine But after a while I just can't recognize or distinguish between the real and the fiction What really happened? is the question Cauz all of this supports my heart and mind Don't want to realize too late that I lay on a past that ain't mine Am i just crazy? Thinking too much is not a bad thing at all As long as your vision ain't get hazy You really want to get rid off your weighty memories I find a way that works for me Throughout the day Keep close to me Music makes me feel like dancing under rain Taste of paradise Life appears to me as when I look at the sun arises Music makes me feel like traveling on a train Taste of paradise Another perspective on Everything around me, gone (Gone) Are the misunderstandings I'm contemplating, feeling lighter