You Never Know - Santa Cruz

Sitting in a car or lying on a roof,

standing by the fire or pissing on the roots,

walking on the dam, proudly, at noon,

looking at the road signs or singing an old tune.

People spend their time staring at the sky,

you never know why.

Every passing hour of every passing day,

from the bottom to the top, from the thief

to the cop,

whatever comes a day, no matter what you say,

this is just that simple, there’s nothing

you can change.

People spend their time staring at the sky,

you never know why