Someday we'll find a way to
protect our dreams and seek our hopes, 
words - soft as July's razors
disappearing path, forbiden trace,
screaming loud, carving into stones - deliverance, replace -
''true love hurries but it always waits'',
never...in the same place. 

Someday we'll find a way to
fly away and disappear,
going higher as we never did before,
staring at the same old mindless mess,
screaming loud, carving into stones - shadows of ourselves -
"true love hides but it always waits'',
forever... in the emptiness.

We... against fading shadows,
we against...  fading shadows,
we against fading... shadows,
we against fading shadows ...