"More," that word so often repeated Triggered a wound Here today, there tomorrow Just can't give up Hiding became a skill No, nothing's good Melody after melody I found a companion Friends can listen But maybe it's better to keep it inside Thought after thought I'm not looking for a solution Actually, maybe I am Three little letters make up "end" Live, play, and travel Never question if it's too late Maybe it's not for me Living, thinking, and when does the end come? Always live like a spark "More," that word so often repeated Triggered a wound Here today, there tomorrow Just can't give up Hiding became a skill No, nothing's good Melody after melody I found a companion Friends can listen But maybe it's better to keep it inside Thought after thought I'm not looking for a solution Actually, maybe I am Three little letters make up "end" Live, play, and travel Never question if it's too late Maybe it's not for me Living, thinking, and when does the end come? Always live like a spark Always live like a spark