Time flies and people forgets easily A few years go, we were In the middle of hell on earth Too many good intentions Left to die in the wind Too lazy to realize That someone else is playing with our minds A rude awakening This is what we need to learn how to live again A bitter awareness To understand How far we went from the track Vanishing, as the echo of a goodbye Standing on the brink ready to fly My years have shortened during the journey So now I recognize bullshit From a thousand miles away No way to find the truth in this flood Of so-called information Too dumb to see That someone else is leading the dance A rude awakening This is what we need to learn how to live again A bitter awareness To understand How far we went from the track Vanishing, as the echo of a goodbye Standing on the brink ready to fly Or falling into this mass distraction Vanishing, as the echo of a goodbye Wondering if there is a way out Or is ti already too late