What are you fighting for?
It ain't nothing you ain't had before
It ain't nothing you ain't felt before
And still you try
Is there nothing new?
Is there nothing to inspire you?
So you found that all your dreams came true
And still you cry
Time is running out
Can you get back what you've lost somehow?
Can you round up all those memories?
And tell them to breathe
There is a future coming up behind
And I can feel it but I don't know where it's coming from
And I can hold it but I; I cannot see its face
And time is out of my hands
