Can I take this stream, or shall I wait? Can I change the current, or shall I lay? We wait for the flood and gaze at the riverbanks My head is drowned under those colors Last breath, last gaze at this dead End My head is drowned under those colors Last breath, last gaze at this dead end Mud by mud, walls by walls We’re trapped in this dead end And I don’t know how to be the spark Who will open a new path And I don’t know how to be the spark Who will open a new path We’ll be the sparks who’ll raise to the stars We’ll be the sparks who’ll take down the stars Can I take this stream, or shall I wait? Can I change the current, or shall I lay? Because My head is drowned under those colors Last breath, last gaze at this dead End My head is drowned under those colors Last breath, last gaze at this dead end