Lyrics

Sometimes I find no words, no signs.
Not even thoughts or just some lines.

When times are hard, I change the track.
I wear my coat, I don’t look back.

I rush out in the street all day
An open market on my way
Musicians play songs that they mean

To give and take, to share or break out
emotion, devotion and peace.

For what is there to inspire this rare gift
of youth, of life, of love.