What are you listening to right now?

Tracktor Bowling - Time Time will put everything in its place, Everything that has broken into pieces. New life will scatter the ashes. Everyday life will heal the longing. Only by losing Do we begin to appreciate. Only by being late Do we learn to hurry. How can we become stronger So as not to blame, But simply to forget Forever? And to live Without asking for more From time, That which can never be returned. If there is an easy path somewhere, We run away from trouble. It is easier to leave, to step over – Time will always erase the traces. Pain teaches us much in life. Do we need to know all this? Time will heal the wounds, but We cannot turn it back. Only by not loving Can we let go. Only by seeing death Do we learn to live. It is easier not to have And to give everything away at once So as not to lose Ever. And to live Without asking for more From time, That which can never be returned... Not to wait And not to lie to ourselves, But to go our own way Along a difficult path, the length of a lifetime, to the end. And again to ask For that which cannot be returned. It is easier to leave Than to go this way. Time flies again in a series of endless troubles, Fears, anxieties, reasons for which there are none. Time that we will never get back. It is easier for those who have gone than for those who remain to wait. It is easier for those who have gone mad to justify themselves. There is no more strength or faith to go this way. And again to ask For that which cannot be returned. It is easier to leave Than to go this way, the length of a lifetime, to the end