When you feel so far away

Though you're close to everything

And the feeling of estrangements

Creeping up on spider's legs



Even in these days of wonder

Even in the age of faith

There are some who goin' under

There are some who got it made

In the middle of the night

When the last of god has died

And the only thing you've got

Is the tictoc of the clock



I'm here by your side

In these days full of wonder



So you passed so many years

In a labyrinth of traces

Running round and round they led

To no one but yourself..