Maybe it ends today
These unraveling words
A pause and a moment
We are foreign
I am lost in the thought
I am tired of the game
Is that all that remains of
Have I become a slave of
Every dream that I bought
That you promised to sell
Is that all that remains of
The binding and chains of
Maybe it ends today
These unraveling words
I find my courage and
We are foreign
Divided again
Turning a corner
A moment and then
We are foreign
I am lost in the thought
I am tired of the game
Is that all that remains of
Have I become a slave of
Every dream that I bought
That you promised to sell
Is that all that remains of
The binding and chains of
I know you don't remember me
Or what it was we used to have
And if you do, its not the same
We are not the same
I know you can't conceive
Of what it was we almost had
And if you can, its not the same
We are not the same