As strange as the works under construction Without a bed what remained for you Was the consolation in searching Of a perfect God in a perfect God Get born again, the grace is mine My favorite wish can't be realized In a awful journey and I searching for I just found out my selfishness We'll never be over everything When we turn on time at right time the past Of a silent past becoming legends In uncertain future, think about you So certain than inverse and clever This marks will heal even one day Again in morning being one day after day Without a purpose We'll never be over everything When we turn on time at right time the past Of a silent past becoming legends In uncertain future think about you We'll never be over everything When we turn on time at right time the past Of a silent past becoming legends In uncertain future think about you