It\'s almost working
Want it to work
I thought it would be up
by the time I wake up
Now that the rain stopped
It\'s the same underneath
Light of my life
Is bad luck
Crossing the street
Going there twice
Didn\'t find a thing to need
Is it a tomb?
We could be asleep on our way to build a homeland
Sending back machines that set the time
I missed the tragedy of mine
Waiting for the answers
To me, to me, and nothing else
Is looking.
They never wondered because it\'s not you
All keyed up, sarcastic comfort I really don\'t care.
I love you calm down
Be a part of the town
Is it a tomb?
We could be asleep on our way to build a homeland
Sending back machines