"We are surrounded by the same old rules

All in a row in a production line

Just waiting for the stamp that says 'approved'

An army of silent replicants



The wheels of life are turning

Running rings around

A preset deadline

Impossible to evade



No matter if it's near or far away

Our goal is like a dream

Still alive 'till our heart dances its magic dance

No matter if they want us deaf and blind

We are free to fall or reach the highest sky



This falling rain has washed away the stains

The slate is clean but only for a while

A picture really clear comes in our minds

But someone wants to draw a different line



The wheels of life are turning

Running rings around

A preset deadline

Impossible to evade



No matter if it's near or far away

Our goal is like a dream

Still alive 'till our heart dances its magic dance

No matter if they want us deaf and blind

We are free to fall or reach the highest sky



No matter if it's near or far away

Our goal is like a dream

Still alive 'till our heat dances its magic dance

No matter if they want us deaf or blind

We are free to fall or reach the highest sky"