The world that you control Is breaking and you feel it all so cold Around you The pieces that you hold Are falling with your feeling of the world It found you. Even if I kneel, Worry that I turn around then steal The future, The feeling you know well, So you play a part in tune, Away from me. With all of these days gone by, It's you and I need to question, By all of these things go by You nor I Learned our lesson. With all of these days gone by, It's you, and I need to question, By all of these things go by You nor I Learned our lesson.