If you had gone, Would there be anyone singing your feats? If there were days for a while, Would you try to seek the aim We have to find Walking in and walking out Illusions of our lives? Is there a chance to find a way? Play your cards today The world is here below your feet If we were here, Would we try to stop all the worries? If there were no different ways, Would we know about the pain And happiness? Oh, how I know we have to grow The end's always a start Is there a chance to learn from life? Look out at the mire We need to live within the pain Running to do their own Fighting without an aim How can we live our lives? Illusions come from the mind Since we are not here to stay Since they aren't here to play We run on to make a home Oh, how can we care for now?