Oh anxious hands
Laid light on my bed
Take all my plans
For today

Take a walk through
Town at golden hour
What is not true
Will fade Away

In the porcelain of dust
In the dawn of red rust
We do what we must
And that's ok

Shine like a friend
And all the blooms will fade
And like the desert sands
We’ll blow away

Everyone sees
Someone in the distance
Far out of reach
With their own lives

Whisper between coming and going
Forever taking leave
Saying goodbye
And I tried to be
Everyone but mе
It took time to see
That it's ok
Shine like a friеnd
And all the blooms will fade
And like the desert sands
We'll blow away

Maybe I won’t, I can't say
Maybe I won't, I can't say