Newton's Three Laws

I’ve got to do the hardest thing
If only knew, I only knew the words to say

If you are love, my only love – make no surprise
Don’t be so late, don’t be late to save me now
I’m so tired, so ugly too
If only you, my lonely you was here to stay

That is the life with stars that shine
That is the life with love to find

Now time has come, now time has come for me to die
And if there's a sun, a real sun behind the clouds
Come out to see me, please don't be so shy
Shine one more time, one last time and just for me

When is My Time?

When I was five years old
I knew I’d do the things the way I had been told
When I was at the peak of fame
I knew I’d never meant to be the king of the game

When you survive in countless battles
When you blow up numerous kettles
Have you ever thought that you’d be dreaming?
When is my time?
La-la-la-la-la, la-la
Da-da-da-da-da, da-da

Then parents said
“Boy, listen, you’re a man
In no way do you believe in fate”
Yeah, that was late, too late, too late, too late
To crush the head with all might’s weight

When I’m sitting all alone
I realize I’ll be in prison in my modern dumb smartphone
When I’m sleeping without control
I know He’ll kick me in if I’m like a rolling ball

When you don’t love and love is empress
When you don’t hope and hope is deathless
Despair’s all around and in the question
When is my time?
La-la-la-la-la, la-la
Da-da-da-da-da, da-da

Will you admit the simple truth?
It’s not my time

The Hero

Blessed by Our Lord’s grace
I won’t cut lonely children’s cords
Maybe a smile will light up pretty face
Their orders are just empty words

But they applause more and more
You’ve surely won that cold war
And if the country needs a name
You will be called The Hero

Congratulations
You’re the pride of the nation
The keeper of its spirit too
At last, the truth is buried
In the order that you made

Once I thought
I was a man who can uphold a duty
The time I thought
Found out her love was more than just a beauty

I waged so many worthless wars
Now I don’t get what took my soul
Red sky above the fields
The country of fertile hills?

But they applause more and more
You’ve surely won that cold war
And if the country needs a name
You will be called The Hero

My life is like a nightmare
When I watch TV and news are scary
Famine here, famine there
Someone painted the city red
I’m still alone in my bed

No one wants my money
I used to be so funny
For much too long
Forgive me, people
I cannot bear this repentance

But they applause more and more
You’ve surely won that cold war
And if the country needs a name
You will be called The Hero