No time to write all the lines that I dreamed
No time to talk all the times that we lived
It's nowhere close to what could have been
If no one had ever thought about anything
No faster than we could run, I run there
No longer than we could stop, I wait there
There is nothing anymore I want to listen
And I am never allowed to make a decision
CHORUS
And I feel like
I make all this to myself
It never feels right
There must be something else
We're fighting with our forces
And doing all we can
But the results are other than we expected
No time to think about an empty world
No time to complain for everything we've been told
I keep on having the same nightmare every night
And now my avalanches of ability are too tight
CHORUS
No time to tell all this to make everyone sad
No time to try to prove that we are mad (but how mad are we?)
CHORUS
