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It's too easy to cry When everything eventually diesIf not today than maybe tomorrowDon't let that thought slip away, Let it come out and play. It takes you downAt the speed of soundWhen you're undergroundYou never think you'll get out. Up and aroundThen it goes downThe thought that you found Takes you to town Smashes your face, burns at your heart,Then you go home and turn it in to art. It's not easy to dieNo matter how dumb you are you eventually riseIf not today then maybe tomorrow. Don't let that soul get away,Let it fly till your dying day. This is the chanceFor one last glance at why. Don't cry for the time you lost in your life. Kiss them goodbye and see what's left. I know it's you, I know it's you. I'm blistering to winds coming in from Africa to Málaga. From Letras Mania