I saw the river floating through the valley
and the sky was bleeding.
All my thoughts were painted on the clouds,
and underwater I was breathing.
It helped me feel good
to see a bit clearer.
I tied a string around my finger to remember
Then I dropped my cell phone in the water
It was lost, and I was lost
I plead, I plead to see a future me
"Che Sera, Sera" yeah, what will be will be
That's what my mother said.
I'm terrified to know my wants from my needs
and I'm losing speed, yeah, I'm losing speed
and I think it's fine