3 am | espirais da repetição

It's almost three in the morning
I just got home now
I was on the road listening to the crowd
Sang the same old lines
Played the same damn notes
Spun in the spirals of repetition

Thought of you for a moment
Suddenly you were there
Thought of you for a moment
Suddenly you were there
You were there
You were there

So many of these songs that I wrote
Hold our memories
If I get a little distracted, I forget the stage and the screams
I dive deep into this story

There I find us both so young
So toxic, so immature
Living the fire and burning our hands
Naive, but so beautiful
Promising a future

So many times the longing hurt
And so many times we couldn't do anything to ease it
Your red eyes laughing at any nonsense
And the trips in our heads or anywhere

While I remember, people sing
And they sing so loud about what they don't know
And that's how we survive time in other scenes
And mouths, spaces, forever

Thought of you for a moment
Suddenly you were there
Thought of you for a moment
Suddenly you were there

Thought of you for a moment
Suddenly you were there
Thought of you
You were there
You were there
You were there

It's almost three in the morning
I just got home now