A Thousand Noes

A thousand "no" and one "yes"
This is where the morning begins
Where yesterday the water was reflected
Today the glass is getting cloudy

A thousand "no" are the walls inside
It's a habit to stand guiltily
This is when they whisper to you: “I’m sorry”
And they call silence payment

Thousands of "no's" on door frames
On phones, on kitchen tiles
Thousands of "no's" in your hands
Like unsold copper bars

But somewhere under a layer of tired grievances
Where there's almost no breath left
The strange song still sounds quietly
Like an unfinished promise

A thousand "no" and one "yes"
This is enough to get out of the circle
Even when it's dark ahead
Even when we don't remember each other

A thousand "no" and one "yes"
Not for victory, not for reward
Just one day there's emptiness inside
He will tell you: “Because it’s necessary”

A thousand "no" and one "yes"
This is enough to get out of the circle
Even when it's dark ahead
Even when we don't remember each other

A thousand "no" and one "yes"
Not for victory, not for reward
Just one day there's emptiness inside
He will tell you: “Because it’s necessary”