歌词
(Verse 1)
On a bench in the evening light, a man sits quietly, watching life unfold.
A mother struggles with her restless child, her patience wearing thin.
She kneels, wipes away the tears, whispers softly, trying to calm the storm.
Exhausted sighs slip from her lips, yet she presses on, doing her best.
(Chorus)
Everything passes, everything changes,
Life’s a script with endless exchanges.
Do what feels right, see it through,
The journey’s different for me and you.
(Verse 2)
A young man hustles, briefcase clutched tightly, chasing meetings that seem just out of reach.
He trips and falls, then rises again, determined to find his place.
Among the crowded streets, he pushes forward, he drives forward relentlessly.
Each misstep a lesson, each setback a chance to grow, but the struggle is real.
(Verse 3)
An old couple walks hand in hand, their history written in their steps.
silent nights, love and bitter fights,
they’ve seemed to weathered it all.
Their laughter now is softer, filled with what once was.
Every wrinkle, every scar, a testament to something enduring, yet so endearing.
(Bridge)
Life unfolds, a tapestry woven with threads of joy and sorrow.
Sitting here, he sees a piece of it all, each story, each path different and unique.
to everyone ,their struggles, their triumphs, their pain.
(Verse 4)
A street performer strums his guitar, his voice raw and weathered.
Crowds pass by, some stop to listen, others lost in their own worlds.
His melody drifts through the air, telling a story of hard times and fleeting dreams.
Every chord a hint of time passed by, every note a wish carried by the wind.
(Outro)
As the night begins to fall, he takes it all in.
With a sigh, he walks away, knowing that life moves on,
And every story, every moment, is a part of the endless flow.
