Focusrite
The focusrite was flying, we were in hot pursuit againThousands, and tens of thousands of times, we've tried to start up1 with a pleasant sound2Complaining, "This sucks", we turn a deaf ear to the horrible noise3We do as we please - we can try to fly and ride the wind
"It's just not a nice piece" - trying in vain to act grown-upWe are saved by watching your dream continue on
But somewhere, somewhen, we'll say goodbye to laughing and cryingBecause the footprints you left will never vanish for anyoneSeems like the end of the world has suddenly comeBecause we'll never forget the magic you gave
The focusrite was flying, we were in hot pursuit againThousands, and tens of thousands of times, our enthusiasm has been depeletedWe ignore their words, filled with, "I don't understand"Even now we continue on, we'll try to enjoy the blue spring
"He's just not here yet" - we're forced to accept the tearsRunning while we sob uncontrollably is what makes us feel that we can go on living
Connect dots and dots, draw lines and linesThis dream we're attempting seems like an absurd ideaSeems like the end of the world has suddenly comeBecause we'll never forget the magic you gave
But now I think that maybe, any amount of meaning left melted in the skyIt's like at some point you had already denied us permission to even the things we caught up to
The focusrite was flying, we were in hot pursuit againWe can try to keep smiling, even though you're no longer in this world
We're fired up to find an insignificant bit of happinessBecause the footprints you left will never vanish for anyoneSeems like the end of the world has suddenly comeBecause we'll never forget the magic you gave
Connect dots and dots, draw lines and linesThis dream we're attempting seems like an absurd ideaBut somewhere, somewhen, we'll say goodbye to laughing and cryingBecause we'll never forget the magic you gave