2018 Summer
Rewind
One day of summer will not make me bloom
Or at least that's not for me
I've got ease and lighter like an air balloon
To each gleam that I've already seen
Don't take offense there's no place where I belong
The curse, on my end, is in the promises that I've been told
They say the time will not Rewind
Then you call me and I become so light
It's not about time that I can tell you more
I may not predict the future but I'm so sure
In your arms I lived more than once this life
But you will hold me down
Like I'll never lie to you
Like I'll never fail if you don't want me to
Don't take offense there's no place where I belong
So then why should I stick around
The curse, on my end, is in the promises that I've been told
Using loud words that make no sound
When they say the time will not Rewind
Then you call me and I become so light
It's not about time that I can tell you more
I may not predict the future but I'm so sure
In your arms I lived many times this life

Blind Faith
We found a place in the suburbs
Where we placed our minds
You may try and turn all the switches on
If you need to shed a light
On all the uncertainties you moved around
By only knowing the price
On all the corners of the room where you
Pushed and piled the dust
I might not fulfill your heart
I for sure I'll try to do no harm
Stay close and play a song that I know
It will drive me through the right door
At night we all have our Blind Faith
Be kind, tell me the way before sunrise
We strive and flutter like butterflies when
At night we follow our Blind Faith
We moved to a room in the suburbs
Where there's room for our minds
You told me to not be afraid of the unknown
Of seeing the edge of the world
I might not fulfill your heart
I for sure I'll try to do no harm
Stay close and play a song that I know
It will drive me through the right door
At night we all have our Blind Faith
Be kind, tell me the way before sunrise
We strive and flutter like butterflies when
At night we follow our Blind Faith
Stay close and play a song that I know
We flutter like butterflies when
We follow our Blind Faith