Since you were born
You hear them saying YES
Now we are torn
The NO is just a mess
How can we agree
To be separated?
When fighting is the meaning
Some war seem to be polite
For our individual hollow
That place we hide our kites
Since you were born
You hear them saying YES
Now we are torn
The NO is just a mess
How can we agree
To be separated?
When fighting is the meaning
Some war seem to be polite
For our individual hollow
That place we hide our kites
Baloons inside washing machines
Now we fake we’re lovers
Tomorrow we’ll see real love as dawn
Trees planted by trees
Their music as roots on the ground
Forever bursting brand new sounds
Since we were torn
Some glowing threads as plastic jam
Recover the memory we can’t
'Cause of undecided minds
Since you were born
The more you learn the less
You know is a sentence to be set
And things you unknow
Declare how mysterious is the freedom you bet
Since we were torn
The ceiling’s falling, cracked skies to the ground
Separated by tears
I see it clearly when there’s no one around