Continuum
In A Human Race
Locked in the process of an ancient prophecy Trapped by the motion of a silent chemistry Rushed by the impulse of an instant satisfaction Fed by the passion of our fast evolution In a human race we run so fast We never feel the trap In a human race we run until They wave the final flag Stop for a moment ... Smell the sound of light !!! Look with your fingers through the darkness of the night In a human race we run so fast We never feel the drag In a human race we run until We cross the final flag We're running around Trying to understand We're falling down There is no end
From Letras Mania