Round and round we get nowhere
With our heads down we don't see
And we don't know
What should we have to
I saw before, how they seek
And how they die, they yearn;
Birds refuse to fly
So, I can feel them
I so wish to be one of you again
But I'm dead, I'll not die again
Force that I need it makes me feel so weak
To achieve my hopes
And seal my fate
But distance makes me feel so late
I have to be just honest with my needs
With that weight on my back
And the truth in my heart
I open my eyes in the darkest nights
Oh, smooth creator of life
Would you hear my voice
And take my pain away
I cry with no tears, in the lunar light
I pray in my loneliness, with no fears
I'd rather be gone