lirik lagu 0409 – meraki/toska
bitter minds don’t mend with hopeful hearts, and hopeful hearts don’t mend with withered bodies. but within this withered body, there’s a hopeful heart and a bitter mind
i’ve got this feeling where my body’s at war with itself. every organ disagrees with the other, and i’m slowly falling apart
why can’t i seem to get it together?
why can’t i find harmony?
where can i go, who can i talk to, when my own body won’t listen to me?
i’m at a crossroads, with one path leading to where i want to be, and three paths leading to where i am now. making decisions isn’t something i’m accustomed to, so maybe i’ll just let the path choose me
within this withered body, there’s a hopeful heart and a bitter mind
which will take precedence? where will i go?
if i go anywhere at all