Mis Planes

Down the road of oblivion, the lights pass by
They barely know they're alive, they don't see the sun
The journey of a life filled with ponds
The water, scented sap, invites you to stop
Because
Stopping stopping stopping stopping
that's not in my plans
stopping stopping stopping stopping
that's for cool people
who let time go by
Go by go by go by
trends have passed
Go by go by go by
the carriages pass
I want to... I want to
I want to stay
Down the road of grays, you go nowhere
if there are no more colors, we'll have to invent
Down the road of your legs, I keep wandering
lost, I keep sailing and I don't want to stop
Because
Stopping stopping stopping stopping
that's not in my plans
stopping stopping stopping stopping
that's for cool people
who let time go by
Go by go by go by
trends have passed
Go by go by go by
the carriages pass
I want to... I want to
I want to stay.