Poverty's No Crime

Moving Target
what if my life is a one way story what if my time is a one last chance if every moment is pre-decided every day will complete your life killing the sense of a sacred story wasting your time with a senseless fight life is a game with a moving target truth is a place wich is hard to find You follow a thousand ways - where do you go ? Minds focused on the human scale fail to see all oh, how can you be so sure about your destination oh, how can you smile when the leafs are falling Time - passes with the speed of light - shadows on you In spite of the the world we know - we fail to see all knowing the things I don`t want to follow is taking me to an adventural place There is a siren that keeps me fighting will you take care of your one last life? You follow a thousand ways - where do you go ? You walk into the strange unknown - fail to see all From Letras Mania