The tree stands like a giant
With much less excitement
The brave fall in a line
The line they’re waiting on is just in time
Everything is beautifully wrapped in its chroma
We’re trapped in a coma
We can’t see the forest on our knees
We’re a masochist for the trees
This is a creation
We’re the deviation
Love isn’t in question
It’s from the resurrection
Stand to your feet
You’ll never be good enough
Forget about the threat of the heat
But don’t call it a bluff
Live for today
And it’s the only one
Live in a way
You’re living for the son
Stop chasing happiness
It’s not about catching up
Stop chasing moralists
Shed all the emptiness
Live for today
And it’s the only one
Live in a way
You’re living for the son
