We've got a dream of making
What's up our minds
We got tons of time
Enough to shut the eyes
We're born free to make it
But we got tons of time
To program our minds
Look down on your inner instincts
Put forward the fake your seeing
Frail strings of time
Nothing else up your mind
You're dying to find your feeling
Wasting it through your fingers
Sail on through the sky
Trying to find a life
In this painful line
"Going nowhere" road
You don't know me
I don't know me
We've got a dream of making
What's up our minds
When there's no more time
That's gonna fuck us up
We're born free to make it
But we lose track of time
And all the love behind
Looking back on her face, you see it
There's no price for the lies we give in
Sorrow´s all around
Braking the speed of sound
You better find your freedom
Wasted enough your feeling
Madness is one side
Just release your mind
Release your mind
