Flores Mortas

A good chat with friends down at the bar
Having friends to enjoy and celebrate, but
All around I see cold people
Spilling anger, so much hypocrisy
Selling themselves as the big new thing
An old actress on stage, just a farce
But so many people just don’t care anymore
Living for appearances and dead flowers

I’m the sum of the moments that have passed
Busy trying to keep my sanity
In the present, I’m getting stronger every day
For the future, I just want some assurance
To at least live with dignity
From the past, I only take lessons learned
But so many people just don’t care anymore
Living for appearances and dead flowers

Today I’m living another day
I’ll turn fear into a solution
Looking for alternatives