Who here can read a sign,
If signs are there,
And shown to you?
And if we don’t believe,
What point is there in trying to?

Now there are other ways
To show the meaning to the world
But yet the question lies
Within ourselves and what we do.

Cry for mercy when no mercy is shown
Try to save a soul whos life is long gone
When a world has its rules
And we don’t have the tools
To act in fassion ways we go goon.

When we run for the stars
We always trip on Mars,
Always stumbling for our call
Pray the dream won’t take us all.

Betrayed by our time,
It left you here to die,
Though a million years go by,
You’re still left here to die.

Now who are we to say,
That course of time,
Is course of man,
When nothing ever lasts,
Once tamed and wielded by our hand.

And when we find our gold,
On rainbows end,
Though all attend,
We’ll start another search
For unicorns and golden hens.

When everything’s done,
And all of our wishes,
All of our dreams are found.
At least in the end we will know,
That none will go up nor below.

When we run for the stars
We always trip on Mars,
Always stumbling for our call
Pray the dream won’t take us all.

Betrayed by our time,
It left you here to die,
Though a million years go by,
You’re still left here to die.

Still left here to die,
You’re here to die!

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