for years everyone runaway, for years everyone come back,
chasing after the sun,
captured in circles,everyone complicated
so what are you dream on?
for years they hide, years everyone know,
turning stone,
days and nights everyone have already speaking
for what are you still staying?
better run to the fire, demand not to ask,
from what are you afraid of?
there is nothing to think when he says,there's no better time,
bring me the day
for years they ask, for years not listen,
keep it all inside
it's cumulative and growing and at the end finish
what are you speaking of?
better run to the fire, demand not to ask,
from what are you afraid of?
there is nothing to think when he says,there's no better time,
bring me the day
it comes that you are always silent
but inside it's burning and it all been burned
all the hidding words
you will find them in other's dream
for years they opened up and stay closed, holding the wind,
every disaster chase another,it come it speaks
returning to the open wound
better run to the fire, demand not to ask,
from what are you afraid of?
there is nothing to think when he says,there's no better time,
bring me the day
it comes that you are always silent....
for years everyone runaway, for years everyone come back,
chasing after the sun.