With Others Songtext
von The Progressive Souls Collective

My sonic birth had left me as an empty handed soul
Our hurt kills true beliefs when you and I are alone
What lies beyond our inner circle can bring souls to to tears
We know it can carry truths but also open fears

A formula for happiness must always be revised
One part of the equasion we always have denied
Multiplying wishes - dividing fears at night
So comfortable in darkness with no one by our side

Sometimes we have no words
Sometimes a truth will hurt
But life will always mean
The river will never stop to stream


Resuscitation of our souls can give relief
Mind regulation will never let us breathe
Our lonely mindsets need to be reminded of
Iatrogenic harm destroying true beliefs

Fractional emotions can create a universe
So vulnerable and fragile within our sonic birth

The shadows of our emptiness can slowly disappear
We can keep them silent and let them know we′re still here

A formula for happiness – does it exist?
One part of the equasion must be chances I have missed
Subtracting contradictions and adding new frontiers
Multiplied by wishes - divided by my fears

We are still here
We are still here
We are still here
We are still here
We are still here
We are still here
We are still here


I am here