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We don't articulate debate communicate aboutWhat's in our minds our brains our veinsAnd still our heart complainAnd I know, I know, I know we think the sameBut some days we are in different astral planesSo we go about with open hearts and open mindsAnd hope for the best to follow us and just we really don'tExpect to be a perfect thing but hope that we canJust exist peacefullySo we got it all down to making love our of simple partsOf our days at work we try not to sound so unsatisfiedBut the truth really lies in the times that we are apartNothing good ever comes when we forget to feed each other's hearts From Letras Mania