I have walked about a million miles,
Step by step into the haze.
To notice it it took a while
That circles where the ways I made.
Is it far too late?
Changing my own fate.
A million voices telling me:
"Tomorrow is a different day.
Our concept is to do the same,
The opposite of yesterday".
Let me get away.
At the speed of light I fly
I'm one step away.
Seconds turn days into nights
And I am on my way.
At the speed of light I fly
Aeons passing by.
All believers still alive
At speed of light they fly.
A cave, narrow walls surrounding me.
This is just a place to die.
Although sometimes one gets to see
Shiny lightnings passing by
At the speed of light,
Breaking through the night.
A million voices telling me