[Verse 1] Having drunk a sip of pure love, Or a whole stream β but Someone else's β How, then, Can you change yourself with it? [Pre-Chorus] Tell apart the gifts of fate. In every breath: an alien aftertaste, In every thought: a voice. Only your own. [Chorus] Division: a crack in the light. No sound there: neither "yes" nor "no." No tunnels and no bridges. We gather ourselves from pieces β Echoes of far-reaching ideas. [Verse 2] Having scooped up someone's hope, Or merely Sipped it lightly β Can you make it take root inside? What's the sense in stealing feelings? To step into resonance. If you can grow that far. [Pre-Chorus] Wait for it all to come again, Brushing off the thought: "it won't happen." Walking on glass shards β no pain, Passing through someone else's roles. [Chorus] Division: a crack in the light. No sound there: neither "yes" nor "no." No tunnels and no bridges. We gather ourselves from pieces β Echoes of far-reaching ideas. [Verse 3] If tenderness in you is strong, Sending roots and sprouting shoots, Can they ever drown it out β The vicious looks and sharpened tongues? [Bridge] Clay, ash, ice and flame: Everything has blended β for you. Shaping this material, Everyone receives it allβ¦ Without rest: Again and again. But where β In this chaos β Am I? [Chorus] Division: a crack in the light. No sound there: neither "yes" nor "no." No tunnels and no bridges. We gather ourselves from pieces β Echoes of far-reaching ideas. [Verse 4] If envy inside you is dead, Can people and Eras Bring it back to life In your heart? [Outro] In a myriad of fire-blendsβ¦ Groans of echo, many shadows. Which are theirs, and which are oursβ¦ We, alas, cannot tell apart. Everything's clear β Yet cannot be divided.
