Sétima Maior
Esteban Tavares
Major Seventh
It turned into sadness before being happy
Jumped off the boat without knowing how to swim
Committed the foul before the referee blew the whistle
It was certainty, now it's a scar
Dessert is what's for dinner
Tired of running and can't reach
Will fly far away
And discover that far away is not a place to stay
And will come back
And before the beginning, leave everything for later
Because a simple stumble can make you stop
And every new start has a price I can't pay
I'll go back home and ask you not to ruin everything
I don't know how to be alone
I don't know how to be alone
Cut the tie, untie the knot
Throw away the pieces, turn them into dust
I don't know how to be alone
Cut the tie, untie the knot
Throw away the pieces, turn them into dust
I don't know how to be alone
