We're just some blind believers
Praying for things or others
Empty souls reaching peace
Right from our agony
Where are we going?
We share that land together
Same needs, same fears,whatsoever
When will we understand
That we're our own enemies
Is there someone to listen
Someone to stop the wheel
Everyone's craving for answers
But do we know what we're running after
A new toy to drive away
This emptiness, there anyway
It's time to feel
Your inner grace,there still
Get away from circles
That led to nothing
And blow
Out of your eyes
Some flowers are still dancing, breathing
Out of our minds,there're still new beginnings
Spared dreams where to grow
Running after fame,or fortune and greed
Will only shame the child in you
Treading carefully this outstanding land
Will endlessly be dazzling
It's not too late
