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
