We are simple, simple creatures
I remember my most zen moment
It was when you found me dead
Next to you I laidI remember a happy moment
With the paint covered clouds above
You were there
Just as meaningless as me and youWe are basic in disguise
We are stuck in these moments of time
Will we let go
And let the past pass us, goodbye again?Our lives are fearful from sin
Fooled in believing that there is wrong
But what is wrong
And what is rightfully our sins?Words are meaningless and trite
Parallel to our attractive less lives
We are little fragments
Tiny fragments, just floating in the airFloating in the air
Floating in the air
Floating in the air
Floating in the airFloating in the air
Floating in the air
Floating in the air
Floating in the airWe are simple, simple creatures
I remember my most zen moment
It was when you found me dead
Next to you I laid