Гармония сердца после долгого дня

There's stories though stand on my chest. There's stories that goes to my best. There's stories the time to go. They're just to remember things I know. There's stories that work at night. There's stories that turn to light. The grace is waiting on my soul, But there's a peace I'm not to show. It's not the gentle place. Not brought to disgrace. But time remains all to be. The only thing that makes me see. Time is running, what's been wrong? I mark the days where they don't go. I do time and change and somehow stay. In my world inside the gate. Not birthdays, not birth. Just work and blessing earth. I'm made to be, I understand. The birth, it pulls me hand. It's not a gentle place. Not brought to disgrace. But time remains all to be. The only thing that makes me see. Sometimes just a note. I make worth and start the show. Of maybe perfect or maybe long. But birth it plays and start to go. Time is running, what's been wrong? I mark the days where they don't go. I do time and change and somehow stay. In my worth and start to gate. I know he's gonna stay apart. I know he's gonna feel the start. I know the birth, it fuses thing.