The friends in folk

You are late

The friends in folk
I'm saying today that I'm out of reach
You usually force yourself to cheer
Force yourself for to laugh
Force yourself for to stand
You try hard but you're late
You try hard but you're late

Aaaaaaaa
I'm listening to your whisper of despair
Aaaaaaa
A maze in your soul, and you ‘re not aware

Listen, I am far from this
Letting it all slip away
I will not be by your side
Because you're not anywhere

You have long dreams but your ways are too short
Voices are silent, there is nothing more to talk
You force yourself to like someone, that's not fair
I’m telling you, you’ll not get there
You will not get there

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