Everywhere I go
Now I know
I could get used to
This kind a silence
Among a dancing crowd
A marionette
With an invisible pace
Which leaves no trace
Without thoughts
Without effort
While loads of dust whiten my hair
Our impossible dreams left aside
Shouting in silence unwilling to die
Shouting in silence not to get left
Let you drift to this dance
One more step forward you’ll be part of their illusion
A Step behind You disappear forever
A step behind nothing has ever happened
Hit the sack, hit the sack, hit the sack