"I don't have the need of being sure, all this is past
even I can't understand my thoughts
They always seem to be running so fast
I can barely see them going, they simply pass
The world keeps spinning around
to live your life, full gas
you've got to turn around with it
Sunrise betrays me every morning, I see it
Wispering a promise that just doesn't work
"New day, new life"; so I spend my days
Waiting for the night that comes to cover me
I dreamt I was running on wheat shields.
-Hi. Have you come to rescue me?"