I am running

But not away

I am running

For today



A sense of freedom

A sense of fate

A sense of belonging

Under stars tonight



And a search without a trace

Who holds the key what will replace

An instance of disgrace

The disappeared will face



I dived into the ocean

A thousands lives

The thought of who I am

Never dies

And when I came here

I couldn't believe my eyes

The lesson I've learnt

The master of disguise



And a search without a trace

Who holds the key what will replace

And instance of disgrace

The disappeared will face



Will they comfort you

Will they think of you

When all has gone

Will they think of you

When all has gone

Will they think of you

When all has gone



Pray for the disappeared (Repeat)



From: Reality Is Lost 1999



Words by Chris McCarter & Michael Carrodus