We'll meet again, maybe tomorrow, a semi-tour, after the World Cup, I don't believe it, that human beings know how to exchange liquids and plans, I'll call you, maybe, but I've lost the charge, no, I won't die, I'll come back tomorrow, and I'll lock you up at home, and I'll throw the keys, yes, if you want, we'll see each other, without you calling me, as long as we don't lose sync, in this story, as long as we don't lose sync, in this story, you take two steps, you go up three floors, I'm in my head, all airplanes, we're not the same, but give me your hands so we don't get lost, for roads that lead us where we don't want, even if we don't know it, we go against the hand, against the wind, we pedal, we overcome the curve, and the time we throw, we then fly it again, in this story, as long as we don't lose sync, in this story, as long as we don't lose sync, in this story, as long as we don't lose sync, in this story, as long as we don't lose sync, in this story, as long as we don't lose sync, in this story, I lock you at home, and I throw the keys, yes, if you want, we'll see each other, without you calling me.