[Verse 1]
I couldn't see beyond the tip of my own nose
World too small to rediscover where I don't go
They say you can't give what you don't hold
Tryna find a diamond in the roughage of my soul
Every verse is sentimental in its own right
If I don't write, I can't make sense of what I known
I might've took a turn down the wrong road
I ended up where I was meant to, heaven knows
I met the limits of living alone
I've known cold rivers and worrying tones
Through the downpouring rain and flurrying snow
Just know, you only get better the further you go
I choose to givе it all to God, I'm turning it over
It's only tough battles for capable soldiеrs
I'm eligible but don't meddle with closure
I'm settled if you need me, I'll lend you my shoulder

[Chorus]
La-da-da, la-da-da
I hope you find peace of mind on your own
La-da-da, la-da-da
I hope you find peace of mind on your own

[Verse 2]
I've come a long way from crying on whoever shoulder was near
I close my eyes and let the moment appear
Glimmer of light, I saw some hope in mirror
I know the only way forward is to cope with the fears
Closing my mouth just to open my ears
I learned the most about myself within these couple of years
My cycle but a circle, it evolved to a sphere
Felt the calm from all direction, saw the northernest star
Shining bright as when I turned my life over to God
The dimension of the spirit ain't as far as I thought
Close enough to grasp my emotions of loss
Don't make me who I am, that's just what I was taught
The shame that I have known is like I'm always at fault
But the act of forgiveness is a definitive thought
The wrath of my cynicism ain't innocent at all
In reflection, I saw that my self-centeredness a flaw
A defect, difference 'tween affect and effect
Gotta find a reason to release stress
He next, to flourish from the place he chose to reject
Sincerely yours, Sage
P.S. We blessed
[Chorus: Navy Blue & Martín Prechtel]
La-da-da, la-da-da
I hope you find peace of mind on your own
(And you talk about weeping)
La-da-da, la-da-da
I hope you find peace of mind on your own
(After every feast, everybody weeps for dessert)
La-da-da, la-da-da
I hope you find peace of mind on your own
(This what we do, people think they're crazy, you know)
(A lot of people, they come in and say, "How come everybody is weeping?")
(I say, "Well, that's what you have to do")
La-da-da, la-da-da
I hope you find peace of mind on your own
(How can you possibly eat food without weeping?)
(It's impossible not to eat food without weeping)
(All of that food has died to feed your people)
La-da-da, la-da-da
I hope you find peace of mind on your own
(I mean, you realize the strange dilemma of being alive when you get killed this way, or you get killed that way)
(Whether the food gets killed and it's denied of its genetic future to feed your children and yourself)
(Or it gets killed by having to be planted, and changing form, and growing painfully like we do into the forms we are now)
(How can you not weep? You're gonna weep)
(So everybody weeps, 'cause they know that's dessert)
(Dessert is weeping, so you eat the food, and then everybody cries for being human, for being angry, for being here, for being there)
(And they weep, and then they're done, and then they laugh)
(And then they start dancing, and then they sing, and that's called Heaven to us)