Who was brooding on National Day
When your patriotism's faded away
Listen to the fireworks sound out from afar
So much money to shine brighter than the stars
You may not wear red every time this year
But it's your country
You were born here
You dislike most things outside your comfort zone
The way I see it
You're really not alone
Maybe it's time we cross imaginary border lines
Come to each other with our loving minds
Count out all our differences
We should celebrate
Count out all our differences
We shouldn't be afraid
Who is brooding now on National Day
Let's get over it somehow
Let it go away
Let it go away
Many have left here when they could
And haven't stopped bitching about how we're rude
And I see it
I see how we're screwed
If we could change it, I'm sure we would
If life weren't so much a struggle, we could try
To stop slogging for the money going dry
To put food on the table with debts to clear
This never-ending cycle is so real here
Who has time for artistic pursuits
No time to plant the seed and watch it take root
Just got to work hard or get the boot
Better to have shoes than to be barefoot
And I wished things were otherwise
No one hopes for their own demise
But something bigger is pushing us down
Oh my dear maker
Straight into the ground
Who may still be brooding on National Day
Blood red
Pale white
Crescent moon
And stars on a windy day
Take the bitter with the sweet
Each & every day
There's no other way
No other way
He's only got that shirt on his back
Plays his guitar for your spare change
That's a fact
I'm sure he wishes for life to be better
But it's so unpredictable like the weather
Blood red
Pale white
Crescent moon
And stars on a windy day
Take the bitter with the sweet
Each & every day
There's no other way
There's no other way