Wind
kaczmarek jan a.p Lyrics

Holding on is like the ways of the wind,
Trying to hold onto something is like trying to capture the wind and keep it still.

Holding on is like the ways of the wind
Trying to hold onto something is like trying to capture the wind and keep it still.

I wore a ring that was taken so hastely, Thinking naively that it guaranteed my safety
I once believed that something as simple as wearing a ring guaranteed my safety and happiness, but I now see the naivety in that belief.

I'm looking at eyes that have stumbled across a shooting star, Saying that's alright, I know the kind of man you are
I see the sparkle in your eyes and understand that you have a certain kind of charm that I accept despite any flaws you may have.

How many things I recall I can't take too far, She's good at collecting and counting on the things you are
I reminisce about many things, but realize that dwelling on them won't change them. She, on the other hand, is skilled at recognizing and appreciating the good qualities in people.

Forever racing the flames she loved to put me through, I was never a good seahorse, But I can practice rides on you
She always tests my limits and keeps me on my toes, and I may not be the best at handling it, but I'm willing to try for her.

Another world, another space, another mind insists I'm crying, I once experienced time with you, Now a ll exists through rage and sighing
Another version of me in a different reality is feeling emotional, while the current me can only feel anger and sadness towards you.

Simon says I love you, But not as much as you display
You claim to love me, but your actions suggest otherwise.

Who says its alright, Then Simon says she's yesterday
Someone assures me that everything is fine, but then another suggests that the past is over and done with.

Underneath love's theme lies a superficial chain, Whatever seduced the barrier Thinks everything should stay the same
Love may seem beautiful, but it is often limited by societal norms and expectations that stifle growth and change.

I'm meeting mind say, Hi I think I love you, I never used to run from love, But calculate what I've been through.
I recognize that I'm falling for you, but I'm cautious because of past experiences that have taught me to approach love pragmatically.

Whatever love, whatever vibe, Whenever I'm convinced you're lying, Ask me for my mind and I Will ask you why your sighs are dying
Whenever I suspect that you're deceiving me, I'll demand an explanation and question why you seem so unhappy.

Introduce the melancholy, I've felt since last I saw you, You say it's alright, But I'm crushed till it decides upon you
Talking to you brings back the sadness I've been feeling, and while you act like everything is okay, I wonder when you'll come to a decision about us.

Send my deepest sympathy To the flowers of December's garden.
An expression of sympathy for the flowers that may not thrive in the cold winter weather.

What's for sale of you're emotions. Tell me. Trust can't buy me love.
I want to know what emotions you're willing to offer me, but I don't believe that simply trusting someone can make them love you.

Well, that's OK, Tell me of your adventures, you know. I bet I could survive the wind if Curiosity's killed the snow for real.
Even if love doesn't work out, it's okay. Tell me about your experiences and challenges, and I'm willing to take risks and try new things.

Holding on is like the ways of the wind
Trying to hold onto something is like trying to capture the wind and keep it still.

Like holding on a Nova Star
Trying to hold onto something as powerful and ever-changing as a star is futile and impossible.

The constant search for who you are
Life is a never-ending journey of self-discovery and growth.

Finding you've no place to stand
Sometimes, it feels like there's no solid ground to stand on in life, and everything is constantly shifting beneath your feet.