I think it's just about time and how we feel it, flowing away when we don't even have time to decide our ways, our aims, our goals, feeling we are useless and doing nothing for our future. So we ask time to mean something, anything, changin our hobbies, our passions and sometimes our dreams just to achieve something better, something that can meang a fucking thing to us. And than seasons are passing by...
I think it's just about time and how we feel it, flowing away when we don't even have time to decide our ways, our aims, our goals, feeling we are useless and doing nothing for our future. So we ask time to mean something, anything, changin our hobbies, our passions and sometimes our dreams just to achieve something better, something that can meang a fucking thing to us. And than seasons are passing by...