Every island is a dierent story.
Every second is a dierent time.
New begginings for the same old
tale. Where every ending is a place to
start. Some of us are living in the past
though we know it won’t be coming
back. Some of us are living on the moon
thinking it will all be over soon. Over
soon. If you y among this sea, you will
see how dierent life can be.
‘Cause you can be the richest farmer,
you can be the empty tree. When you
rest among these moutains you will
learn this rule for good: there’s no such
a thing as hard times, as long as you’re
around. If you’re looking for the maze
where your life is someone else’s:
you came to the wrong place. If you’re
hiding from yourself without facing that
there´s no one like you: think before you
do. But if you know you can make
someone else happy: