Silence can be heard.
It sounds like my own world.
I shout into the sky.
But there's never a reply.
We're not just here to die.
I'm keeping my eyes on this part of the sky.
Time will stop and I'll never die.
This curious form fashioned by years.
Twisted and bent my energy spent
When I look again, my eyes are older.
Silence can be heard.
It sounds like my own world.
I shout into the skies.
But there's never a reply.
Nature is loud, it's industry proud.
Their lives are so short but they don't care to dream.
No sense of self to halt their advance.
Live for today, tomorrow takes care of itself.
Shout into the skies,
But there's never a reply.
Do you think I've come far?
Do you think I've come far?
Tell me now where you are.
Do you think I've come far?
Do you think I've come far?
Tell me now where you are.
Do you think I've come far?
Do you think I've come far?
Tell me now where you are.
Do you think I've come far?
Do you think I've come far?
Tell me now where you are.